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Aug 2015
I try and hide away the pain
Why do I sit here and listen?
Emotions inside me feel like I got hit by a train.
My minds misdirected like Iā€™m driving in the wrong lane,
As you talk about her in the same place we christen,
My love for you was wasted and it will never be the same.
Rory
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Rory  Jersey
(Jersey)   
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