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Aug 2013
The first time,
You say things I don't believe
I tell you that I'll never leave
We just keep up the charade
Hoping that the pain will fade.

The next time,
I say that I've forgiven
You tell me now you're different
We just keep playing this game
Hoping that the sorrow will fade.

The last time,
You say you can't live a lie
I tell you it's time to say goodbye
We just keep walking away
Hoping that the memory will fade.
Joseph Kernozek
Written by
Joseph Kernozek  40/M/New York
(40/M/New York)   
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