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Date: Wed, 28 Jun 1995 15:03:10 -0400 (EDT)
From: Terry Marks
I used to ring you and put down the phone,
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once wore a hole in your dress.
Even tried Voodoo outside your home,
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but these days I couldn t care less.
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She doesn t exist any more,
She doesn t exist any more.
I let her go like the fool that I was,
thought I d get over her soon.
I smell her perfume when my eyes are closed,
and I see her face in the moon.
She doesn t exist any more,
She doesn t exist any more.
I tell myself it would be different now,
I wouldn t treat her that way.
I wouldn t be me if she wasn t her,
and it s far too late, anyway.
Cos she doesn t exist any more,
She doesn t exist any more.
Only inside you the ghost of the love,
That is wordless and painful and old.
There s no one else in the whole outside world,
that matches to her in your soul.
But she doesn t exist any more,
She doesn t exist any more.
Terry Marks
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