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Life's Distraction

I blame myself for you and me
Time wouldnít let it last
And every time I try to wind my watch
The past begins to cast
The sour thought of being without you
Just makes me want to cry
And the sight of not seeing you
Makes me want to die
So I grab a box of tissues
And I let rivers flow from my eyes
And every time another tears falls
More sorrow begins to rise
So whatís the point in crying?
When all you get is pain?
Life is already drowning in tear fall
And youíre crying over a lost name
So cry for what you have and adore
And donít cry for what you donít have anymore
Because life doesnít need anymore tears
But donít listen to me, listen to your peers

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