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     She sits alone  | 
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     Love could be my greatest antidote, but right now its my posion.  | 
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     How many times   | 
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     Watch us fall apart  | 
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     Even those who may appear to be good and kind  | 
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     There's no excape now, no murcy no more. no remorce cuz i still remember. the smile when you tore me apart!  | 
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     ITS LIFE! *GASP*  | 
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     The things that hurt:  | 
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     Why die tomarro  |