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Mar 2012
I was shocked torn deep down
I never fought for the sound
I wished I could go back
I wished I could turn around

The things I thought
That will always be my Fault
I can't escape the Truth
And they have the Proof

I won't hide
I won't Cry
but this you will find
I can't fight
I can't fight

Because if I fight
She will be tight
And it will be a fight
That she won't be alright
Karl Bonifacio
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