Tears

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Tears run down my cheek like you played me.

A single cut and now your sorry.

Not again will I ever let you in.

You played me way to much to many chances now you'll see how this pain has changed me.

I lay down on my bed my pillow has turned red.

You played me and now that girl in my head is dead.

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