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Thief

My love has left me ,
Left me empty and weeping.
She tore a hole in me,
When she took everything.
She took my home, she took my car,
She took my children, she took my life.
So now I spend my time at the bar,
Trying to forget my strife.
When I was young , I had everything.
Now, I have nothing.

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