Days
You receive what you think is love
You hold your head up high
You look above and sigh
Oh boy Oh boy am I a fool
How could I ever have fallen for you
I lower my pride
And I break into peices
All happiness and hope ceases
I wipe my own tears
I stand up and try to face my own fears
One day in time i'll be whole again
Ans will no longer feel deceived
For I, myself beleive,------- in second chances
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Sins1Feelsposted on 04/19/2007
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