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Jun 2013
The way you look at me
is just not fair,
you look at me as if
you never cared.

I've wasted too many tears
crying over you
I'ts time to move on
and forget about you.

I won't pick up the phone
and give you a call
just to listen to yourΒ Β voice-
I don't need it anymore.

I may be afraid
to fall in love again;
I just can't handle
another heart that's broken.
Written by
skyhow
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