Harry J. Couchon Jr (10 17 54 / Bronx New York)
After all we meant to each other
Can you honestly say you don't care?
You think you can just walk away
Well it's easier said than done
After all her love made you feel
Will you ever be able to love again?
And how about her? She's hurting too
But she knows how to let her pain go
After all the broken hearts you've had
Not to mention the hearts you broke
Do you feel it was all worth it?
Or do you think love's just a game, after all?
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