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Punch'N Judy
she was beautiful the strongest voice and I fell in love I had no choice she came to my town and took care of me I pushed her away so she wouldn't see the scars on my soul the hate in my heart for all I had lost had torn me apart I blamed everyone who gave me a smile I cursed every hand who had any style I dug in my heels and would not let go of the hate I could feel that's all I could know she was beautiful the strongest voice and I fell in love I had no choice she washed out my wounds offered me comfort tried to relieve me of all my hurt I was too far gone oh what can I say the harder she'd try the harder I'd push her away nobody knows how it came to blows blood pressure rose that's how blood flows nobody cared to understand now I'm in the can and she's part of the land she was beautiful but the strongest voice was the hate inside me see... I had no choice She Was Beautiful (Punch and Judy) Ric Candor ©1997, 2000 MAIN GATE FRONT DOOR WRITTEN GARDENS FAREWELL EMAIL
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