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I know your pain, I met it long ago. I just wanted you to know that I’m here to hold whatever comes. I know your pain; I met it long ago, When my steps became as empty As the bottles of red wine of my winery. I know your pain; I met it long ago, Right after the smile I used to frown Crushed down to the cold floor. I know your pain; I met it long ago. Believe in those four little words, Believe in the scars I bear. I know your pain; I met it long ago. She used to be tough as it seems, And the tears grew as rivers inside my eyes. I know your pain; I met it long ago. And wherever you go it may go with you, But never forget I will always be there to fight beside you…
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Dec 27, 2012
Dec 27, 2012 at 4:46 PM UTC
I Know Your Pain
I know your pain, I met it long ago. I just wanted you to know that I’m here to hold whatever comes. I know your pain; I met it long ago, When my steps became as empty As the bottles of red wine of my winery. I know your pain; I met it long ago, Right after the smile I used to frown Crushed down to the cold floor. I know your pain; I met it long ago. Believe in those four little words, Believe in the scars I bear. I know your pain; I met it long ago. She used to be tough as it seems, And the tears grew as rivers inside my eyes. I know your pain; I met it long ago. And wherever you go it may go with you, But never forget I will always be there to fight beside you…
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Dec 27, 2012
Dec 27, 2012 at 4:46 PM UTC
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