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I hate to think about the past

Yes it's gone cause nothing last's

found something for once was true

but didn't know just what to do.



Held to tightly broke your heart

made my way back to the start

let the game begin again

hoped that you'd still be my friend.



Made mistakes i'd made before

found that i'd hurt you once more

I don't deserve you but your still here

everytime I look into the mirror.