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Aug 2014
My word is a lie,
which cuts the ties,
that held our love together.
So say your final goodbyes,
and look into my eyes,
and see it will all be better.
I have moved on,
and you still call,
because it is me for whom you long for.
But like an overplayed breakup song,
you must take this fall,
so try to land graciously on the floor.
MST
Written by
MST  Leipzig
(Leipzig)   
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