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Tortured Feeling Called Moving On

Loving someone new was never so torturous Moving on but my face is still gray Reeling at night, smiling in daytime Desertion from you still haunts my midnight   Thought that love would make its grand return But the lingering sadness over-weigh my fervor wishes The fleeting feeling of love But it failed to turn gray into a blue world

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