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So I gathered up the seashells
and I spoke to the angels
and I threw a penny down a well
Only so I wouldn't have to feel
sad effects of the way she feels
Should have guessed that when you steal
from the one you love it's not the same when you give it back
Steal her heart then you give her a heart attack
Don't you know,
she doesn't want you back
There's still
dried blood on the knife in her back you put there
Life's still a roller coaster
but the tracks are safer now
And she likes it that way
so get away from her
She's found new dates
and mates to play with her
Now it's too late
to be what you were
So I gathered up the seashells
and I spoke to the angels
and I
kept that penny in my pocket
because change is good to have
and I guess she has.
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© Gretchen Turner 2008