#becoming weak

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My eyes don't shed tears, but, boy, they bawl When I'm thinkin' 'bout you (ooh, no, no, no) I've been thinkin' 'bout you (you know, know, know) I've been thinkin' 'bout you Do you think about me still? Do ya, do ya?

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I'm lyin' down thinkin' 'bout you (ooh, no, no, no) I've been thinkin' 'bout you (you know, know, know) I've been thinkin' 'bout you Do you think about me still? Do ya, do ya?

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I remember, how could I forget (how could I forget)? .... You know you were my first time (time). A new feel It won't ever get old, not in my soul, Not in my spirit, keep it alive (spirit, keep it alive)

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So I'm discovering that I am beginning to be a lot less able to watch gore in horror films, which is terrifying to me since i love horror films so much. Perhaps as I get older I am placing a higher value on human life...