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| Poetry (c) B.Arms-Sept~1998 |
| Melody(c)R.Bros-My CD |
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| I remember the very first dance with you and stored the moment in my heart, even up to the very last one with you. Our year's together was not wasted in vain, you simply just grew tired of being my husband. You walked out, only with these words, that still haunt me to this day...you said it is not you..it's me. So, I had to let you go knowing that you were no longer a part of my life as your wife. ~Time Has Healed Most Of It~ |