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| Hate Is Such a Strong Word |
| I finally woke up today after months of wishing on a falling star that crashed and burned so long ago To an ugly nightmare called truth rearing its head up at me and laughing But I don't care I have learned my lesson never to trust in you again For you are a little boy who will never grow up A little boy who has lost my affection No, I don't hate you But I don't see you in the same way anymore. September 20, 2001 |
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