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From The Past It wasn't the pain.
It wasn't the attention at all.
Someone said that it once helped them.
Who would have known this problem would stem.
I watch the drops fall from up high.
Down the drain. I'm saying goodbye.
It was forbidden.
I was always intrigued.
I tried so hard. Kept everything hidden.
I guess i could have changed.
Things could have been different.
My life needed to be rearranged.
