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Apr 2013
She leaves a stain on your brain that will drive you insane

Your heart is left with nothing but confusion
Was it all really just an elaborate illusion?  
Time will prove that this is a minor contusion
Still I Helplessly fight the foregone conclusion

The pain will not remain it's just a mild sprain

Make sure you grab some crutches and try and keep yourself busy
Forget how when within her clutches you feel overwhelmingly dizzy

You need to mind less, why fret over things that you cannot control?
Just unnecessary stress, why let, these stings, infect your mated soul?

Finally broke the chain,  as evaporated champagne, is fatefully freed with the rain

With each passing second,
with every breath of air
With a force to be reckoned
Life has never been fair

So you can lie to yourself and say you don't really care
Or you can lie with the truth instead of choosing dare
But even if I become the world's very first trillionaire
I'll smile every day thinking of the rare that we share
Drifton A Way
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Drifton A Way
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