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Jul 1
How bad do I need to get out of my head
I can't take back what I said
A moment of inebriation and my thoughts became words on vacation
My desire for you would have stayed a well kept secret and all would not have been lost
The price of sharing my heart  came at a cost
I will never get back the late night talks or the sharing our feelings on love, loss and life.
Your response cutting like a knife
In my dreams I dare to move on
No more will I stayed tied to  your song
Written by
MDL
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