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a sad song a day keeps the sadness away

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its just the expectations, that kills

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have searched for love once, maybe more than once, but it never really stayed maybe it’s luck, or might be just not my story yet

but now, the search ends, settled without love, not bitter, just done chasing and seeking if it wants me, it knows where to find me

might suffer meanwhile, but have suffered in the search too, so it doesn’t count anymore at least this time, the silence is mine

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