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May 2010
I have to go, you know
and with my last breath
I blow, my love tho I
am to blame for this game
you played me well but
I won't kiss and tell
Just a silly notion anyways
No-one like you ever stays
and tho you may not understand
the tears upon my hand
and tho you may not have loved me
a good man, in my eyes you will be
you are still setting me free.
I have to do this
I have to go
and my love's been
wasted so
I will remember
those words from you
and I will imagine
each one was true
And its okay
I have a plan
I have no need
for any man
I have no need
for silly words
and all the lies
have been absurd
I wont let them do it
oh no not me
no other man
can set me free
and this is how
it shall be
You dont know me
and this is why you flee
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let me help you with that door.
I am sorry. I am not second rate. much love.
Written by
Sherrie Lee Hurd
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   June West
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