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As I lay here


As I lay here crying As I lay here sick as can be I feel the tears running along my cheeks They're so warm, they burn My cheeks are burning And I feel tortured I feel like every tear drop that burns Is a tear drop that's burning my soul The soul that had already been hurting by a man that I had trusted A man that I gave my all too A man that I was so genuine with A man who conquered the most valuable thing there was to me .. my heart He chewed me up and spit me back out As I lay here crying I feel my soul burning My soul was in pain because you enlightened me with the terrifying truth And as I lay here weak waiting for you to come back to me, I also lay here hoping that a brave man will make me realize that what I'm waiting for, is not love..
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