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In the days of wine and roses We laughed until we cried. You looked at me Lovingly Standing by my side. But just as wine can spoil, So did your fickle heart. Now you look at me Viciously Wishing we were apart. Like a rose that has withered, Your love for me has died. Now you look at me Unwillingly Pushing me aside.
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