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[title] => The last goodbye
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[bodytext] => we stand under the candlelit street just you and me and the lamp posts rays I wish I could make you listen but you don’t believe these words your not surprised by these tears they've been said and done before now you've lost hope I haven’t that’s what hurts the most I’m left here waiting whilst your thoughts have been and gone they leave me standing here watching your cold eyes trying to disguise my teenage cries I wish maybe tomorrow things will be ok and that should buy us a little more time I can’t help but dread our last goodbye [comments] => 2 [counter] => 147 [topic] => 32 [informant] => loopylou [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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