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Moving On

That one little place that reminds me of she I'll hold in my heart and carry with me Of the trust and the the love that never can be It just wasnt meant for a young guy like the I walk in the door and pick out a seat As my three year old nephew runs to my feet I've got to be strong and I've got to defeat Because the pain and despair is what i must beat Now im all on my own and getting things done Two years it lasted and surely was fun I will stand strong, for i cannot run With nothing to fear for i shall find someone!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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