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Breaking Down To The River
Roses are red and violets are blue
 when I hear you
 You cut me down
  I feel so empty
 It makes me ashamed of who I am
 When I see you
 I can't help but break down
 Every time I try to say I Love You
 I just don't know If I can
 When I hear you
 I can't be with you
 I break down every time I hear your rhyme
 it makes me break down
 I look down to the dark blue flowing river and watch my tears flow
 along the river and never heard once again
 You cut down like a uselessness piece of nothing
 Has all this time been a game to a rhyme I can't seem to understand why
 I turn and look and I see you and I wait around for you
 No ever again you say You Love Me but ain't the truth?
 All I seem to be able do is break down and watch my tears flow away like
 They never meant a thing to either us.
 I turn away and take a great big breath and dive into the river side and I am never seen again or heard
 and It's all silent and quite now it's goodbye for night.

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