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SF Sylvia Fourness ( / )

Your Choice

Why can't I make it work, What was it I did wrong?
I can't stop thi spain, I'm really not hthat strong.
It's killing me inside, Seeing you with her.
To give the truth, My life is a blur.
A blur of endles crying, A blur of endless pain.
Without you my love, I'll never be the same.
You say that your sweet kindness, Will be my bitter end.
The end of my soul, The end of my heart.
Because without you, my world just falls apart,
I've seen what has been doen, I understand whats been said,
So if thats your final answer, I'm better off dead.

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