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| Spare me your words on his day of all. Your words are daggers and you don't even know. You're still sweet You're still kind Do you know that it kills me, deep down inside? You've broken my heart You've hurt my soul But I'm the one who hurts me more. I gave you my trust. I gave you so much. But now you're gone, and I miss your touch. You showed me passion, beauty and grace. And I want to thank you, for giving me those days. But spare me the heartache. And spare me your lies. Just give me the space to let me be mine. |
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