Dust

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Love don't cry

But inside she weeps

She fights the ache but I've seen her weakness

And yet I know she won't miss me

I'm nothing but dust don't let me blow away...

I wonder why still she don't understand my ways

Take for granted the value of what she is to me

Take for granted the value of her self

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