and it all goes
even if you don't love me
i still breath, i still feel
i still love
it goes on a little different
a little echo from the emptiness
but it is going
i am walking, taking steps
and holding my head high
and my heart is mending
searching it needs to be held
and i know someday it will
whether you are here or not
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this is the last time i cry about the same ole thing
this is the last time i scream your name
and get no answer
this is the last time i hurt
and search
and crave your touch
while you sit there and deny me
whats rightfully mine
this the the last time
i gotta go, move on
move on
i gotta love
and feel some warmth
i gotta run into something all encompassing and infatuating
this is the last time
i cry
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