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Apr 13
So, while I'm here broken & ******                                                           ­                     
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Mascara smeared; she still looks pretty                                                           ­ 
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Even with that smile in her eyes                                                            
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  That ***** is the devil in disguise                                                         ­         
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She took my love & my pride                                                            ­                      
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Now every day, I die inside                                                           ­               
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Puffy faced & pouting mouth                                                            ­              
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She shows you what love's about                                                            ­
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She was a habit you couldn't quit                                                            
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  It was me you chose to forget
For all the other women out there.
Written by
Sherri Woodman  63/F/pa
(63/F/pa)   
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