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YEARS GO BY

 

YEARS GO BY

 

The years go by as I live my life, joy fills my heart, me,

as I think of you, of the times we had and the bands we saw.

Now you’re gone, pain fills my head, me, as I realise that you

were the one, not any more. Contrasting emotions and images

welling up inside me, confusing my brain as another failed encounter

fills my being, taking me to the dept...

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