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This is about a girl i once loved, yet i no longer loath for her love. |
| Sittin' here in my room thinkin' about things, don't know why I'm thinkin', all it does is sting. I wonder to my self, why does it sting? At final glance I feel as though i have lost all feeling but in seconds I feel a sting. As i watch the days, months, years pass by I finally realize what the sting was. It was my everlasting love for you. |