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  • i loved her then and i guess i love her still
    hers is the face i see when a certain mood moves in
    she lives in my blood and skin
    her wild feral stare, her dark hair
    her winter lips as cold as stone
    yeah, i was her man
    but there are some things love won't allow
    i held her hand but i don't hold it now
    i don't know why and i don't know how
    but she's nobody's baby now
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