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You reached for my hand And held it strong You made me believe That we could be strong But when the going gets tough You were the first to let go Leaving me hanging In a broken line of holding on
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Oct 15, 2016
Oct 15, 2016 at 2:57 AM UTC
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You reached for my hand And held it strong You made me believe That we could be strong But when the going gets tough You were the first to let go Leaving me hanging In a broken line of holding on
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Oct 15, 2016
Oct 15, 2016 at 2:57 AM UTC
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