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Aug 2013
Oh the girl in the sun
Withered in the rain
All the thoughts that we shared
Moved me to cry
And though I know
That I still love her;
All we said of honesty was
Really just a lie.
I won't eat the crumbs
From your lover's table
I won't sit by
and watch them fall
Written by
Patrick Michael Morris  Russia
(Russia)   
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