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May 2015
I cry,
leak water from my eyes
every day I look at photos of you
I smile, then cry
so why can you not leave me alone
just why,    why do I cry
each day knowing you have gone away
so I cry and play the blues
witch makes my eyes well up
then flow, I cry.
True story  P@ul.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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