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you said but can't take back, now that you wish you could, for you lay on the cold ground wondering why, well if you take a ride on a flash back, then you will see oh how you hurt me, my heart has an arrow stuck in it not able to be removed, reminding me what you said, as i stand above thee, wondring Oh how could i, wish i could just have let it go, for we were young during them times, yet the words still haunt me every day, for the lights i hear getting closer by the second, knowing what i have to do, i hit the road leaving you behind me, but my very last word shall haunt thee, you called me this and that, and never said sorry, all theses years it has been withme, so know you know what them word feel like, just in yet a diffearent way, now you won't to mummble that your sorry, well im sorry that it is to late to use tht word, for you should have thought about what you did, for now i will disaper with the wind.