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Mar 2011
I hear my train rumbling down the tracks
Get away from this lonesome town
Time to shape up and face the facts
Theres nothing here, my woman left me down
She split. She left with the wind
Left me alone in an empty house
left me ******* and pinned
Only left a little blue blouse
Let my heart bleed out
Right here on the station
I have no doubt
And all the information
Riding my train to salvation
To see the rest of the nation
Patrick McCombs
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Patrick McCombs  26/M
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