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Mar 2013
I know this feeling too well.
I have stood here before,
My feet will feel like they are glued to the floor,

Next A single tear will run down my cheek,
and then I will struggle to even speak,

I will stand there shaking,
While deep inside my heart will be breaking,

How could you do this again?
Lie to me and pretend?
Nicola Pentland
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Nicola Pentland  England
(England)   
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