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Feb 20, 2006 13:23

You're playing a game
I'd rather not take place in
I'm here, but you only
want me when it seems fit.
But I'm not going to be
here to catch you when you fall.
And my hurtful words
are going to fly, you'll listen to all of it.

I'm only used when needed,
And thats the the way
it's always going to be,
You're crying your eyes
out but when the tears stop,
Somehow you no longer seem to need me.
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