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Jan 31, 2003 18:55

as i'm looking back on broken down dreams,
heartbreaks and memories that i've had.
I made it through the hard times and,
came back a stronger man.

But this time darling it's just not the same,

Down the lonely stairs with a suitcase in my hand,
misery can be a heavy load.

i've made it through the hard times and in vain i made it back,
but this time darling it's just not the same,

In the morning i was lonely but never bothered to cry,
never even stopped to wonder why,
leaving was just another part of the game,
but this time darling it's just not the same.
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