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| Lost, alone, afraid and confused. Broken hearted, fallen, beaten and bruised. Crieing, lieing to myself, then correcting myself, before it gets out of control. Better to admit it's over, than to sell myself dreams. If it were to come back, it would be a beautiful surprise, if not I know what you said is what you mean. I'll take a deep breath, hold my chin up and tough it out. I guess that's what life is all about. You do all you can to express your love give your all. But even the greatest lovers and the best of friends sometimes fall...... |