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Jan 2012
I feel like I'm sorry
I don't know what for
not sure I want to know
but I feel sorry,

sorry for us,
love,
sorry.

What do you do
now that you're gone?
What do you do
now that you aren't alone no more?  

But don't tell me
please shush
just keep it for you
like a secret,

because I feel sorry,
love,
sorry.

I've lost you once or twice
but who cares,
now that you're not alone,
not alone no more.
Vorosenej
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   Krys Pressey
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