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Vanished years
Monday, October 26, 2009
Goodbye helps me to sleep without your memory
And my shattered dreams collect dust on what used to be a lie
It haunts me no more and now you're gone, you've left me alone
I wasn't wrong to feel this way inside so goodbye, goodnight, for good
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