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Feb 2011
If the clouds are seas that drowed,
then what does that make me,
everytime you come around?
I see you, but our eyes dont meet.
Even when my  heart goes to another,
I still taste defeat of you, my real lover.
Will my heart fall apart over and over again,
'till sorrow is all that's within,
or tomorrow will I be able to say,
that I forgot your lyrics today?
Written by
Adam Mathieu
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