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by Grant Pringle Nov 2, 2003 category : Love, romance / lost love
Today we talked,... You ripped out my heart And tore it apart. You mad me cry and want to die. It seems that's the only think was out But it's not your fault You only killed my soul You didn't take the whole Leave that up to me I'll take care of that easily ...maybe for the last time