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I've been thinking about you a lot lately
And I think it's because I've been thinking about him

You were my first real pain

They say time heals all wounds and time has helped

But it's still there

It always will be

And my memory of you gets fuzzy but the pain doesn't

The nights I spent crying myself to sleep doesn't

But it's been years
And I don't know you anymore

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