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DeadlyBlondeArcher (Nov 20, 2004)
The loneliness within metakes a heavy toll 'cause it burns as slow as whiskey through an empty, aching soul and the night is like a dagger long, and cold and sharp as I sit here on the front steps blowing smoke rings in the dark I know I must be going cause love's already gone and all I'm takin' with me are the pieces of my heart and all I'll leave are smoke rings in the dark
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