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stuck in the lies he weaved
only pain and tears bare me witness
lost in memories that never exit's
I still remember how we met
unknown number was his identity.
I thought he was the prince charming
I still remember the way he looked at me his touch and fragrance still give me goosebumps.
only pain and tears bare me witness
lost in memories that never exit's
I still remember how we met
unknown number was his identity.
I thought he was the prince charming
I still remember the way he looked at me his touch and fragrance still give me goosebumps.
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