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How can it be?

Why must this be How is this happening  You always mange to Grab a hold of me Didn't I say I was done with these games? Such foolish games I don't like to play You know I don't like this FAll you do is say These things I cannot hear I will not But your a whorl pool  In my sea of sorrow Grabbing ahold  Never ceases to let go For so long You always come back WHY WON'T YOU JUST GO!! And get out of my head I want to fall back Before you came to be I lived happy My soul was free Which seemed it could last A whole eternity But now our souls have met Once again And will forever be Until my end
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michael-mcbride
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Written by
michael-mcbride
American
Published
Aug 2, 2012
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