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Mar 28, 2005 21:54

Stabs My Heart---

I know that it was late
And we both had some to drink
But it tears apart my heart
when I start to think
That you could call me that
Because no matter what I do
I just cant be him
I cant erase his face or what he meant to you
and thats like a sharp knife grabbing and stabbing me
over and over again
The pains flow through my vains to my every limb
grabbing me and stabbing me
over and over again
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