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Comparing the past with the present |
| I look at them through the smoke of my cigarette She is with another It had been me once Now he has taken my place I remember the crooked smiles she has given me There is a way about her I love That has all ended, though. Now we don't talk at all She doesn't look back any longer I guess for her no questions remain What was done can't be undone Now it's time for me to move on Created: May 10, 2006 Wednesday 10:53am Modified: May 16, 2006 Tuesday 7:03pm |