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There was a time, and I'm ashamed
When I felt love, and happiness I thought, I'll never feel the pain In our little, secret, universe. I gave you all and even more Until I couldn't offer something new You were the center of my life, my core My only love, I thought you knew. And when I had no more to give Because I spent my soul in our story You left our universe, I can't believe Without a notice, I didn't worry. And you were searching for new thrills, For things I never had or will I didn't realise back then, I had no fears I can't give more then me and what I fell. I'll stand by you, with my deplited soul And you can get what you deserve from anyone You will remain my compass, my north pole The days will pass and will I be the one?
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