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Feb 2014
You said our love wouldn't die,
Ring's on, but the lipstick doesn't lie.
"Who were you with last night?"

You rub the love smear off,
You look at me and scoff,
"Don't you have faith in me?"

I say my thoughts to you,
"Faith dies when you aren't true"
"Now my faith in you expired."

You beg. You plead. You fall
On your knees because you know.
That I now... let you go.
Winter Silk
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Winter Silk
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   ---, --- and Renie Simone
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