PROLOGUE

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I stand there, screaming your name in the pouring down rain










All the whiskey I have poured out















Walking to the bar stool with my name on it















There's no mistaking it















I wasn't good enough for you
















I shouldn't have trusted you















I'm going to leave















So you wont have to see me.....

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