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I used to have a women so vain Lashed out in cruelness and repressed her own pain A darkened festered soul I dare not speak her name And she only has her self to blame She came to my door She was slashed and trembling She didn't need to speak I could read her rather clear, within six months An extensive time of healing Of overwhelming feelings I did all that I could do Then she turned to me and said "I love you" Then we were through What could I do? Two years, by her side Her heart of frozen fire And the lies she told With the mouth of treason Left without reason Valentine I ran to the woods I lost my mind Her shadow was no more She is gone Her parents keep her spoiled Her friends keep her drunk And the world, forgets about her And she knows it, she hates it But she craves for attention Yet she remember our time The times and patience Our ventures into tears and laughs And all the experiences we ate Now I reside in the mountains And she lives by the shore We don't speak But we've moved on And I'm still standing And she's still mad I did my best
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Apr 12, 2014
Apr 12, 2014 at 6:58 PM UTC
Paramus Sonata
I used to have a women so vain Lashed out in cruelness and repressed her own pain A darkened festered soul I dare not speak her name And she only has her self to blame She came to my door She was slashed and trembling She didn't need to speak I could read her rather clear, within six months An extensive time of healing Of overwhelming feelings I did all that I could do Then she turned to me and said "I love you" Then we were through What could I do? Two years, by her side Her heart of frozen fire And the lies she told With the mouth of treason Left without reason Valentine I ran to the woods I lost my mind Her shadow was no more She is gone Her parents keep her spoiled Her friends keep her drunk And the world, forgets about her And she knows it, she hates it But she craves for attention Yet she remember our time The times and patience Our ventures into tears and laughs And all the experiences we ate Now I reside in the mountains And she lives by the shore We don't speak But we've moved on And I'm still standing And she's still mad I did my best
tommy-johnson
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Colombian
Apr 12, 2014
Apr 12, 2014 at 6:58 PM UTC
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