Dry Eyed
I'll shed no great tears over you, this time I know that we are through, the chances have been all used, by a cold love, so soulfully abused, the pull at my heart will cut me oh so deep, but I swear that for you I will not weep. No sorrow shall I grieve, at the loss of you, for this time I know it wasn't me, that didn't know what to do!
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Written by: Cara Marie Filipeli