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Smile.

 
When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part
You roll outta bed and down on your knees
And for a moment you can hardly breathe
Wondering, "Was he really here?
Is he standing in my room?"
No he's not, 'cause he's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone..

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