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| When It's Over When it's all over, you know it's going to hurt. When the songs will not play, in your soul only sadness lerks. When your heart breaks, and you're left standing in the rain. All you feel inside is pain. When the pain overcomes sorrow, there will be no tomorrow. And when tomorrow does come, all you want to do is run. Stephen Lamphier Sarasota,Florida |
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