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the more you say it,

the less I believe.

tell me,

why must this happen to me?

all the pain,

and all the sorrow.

living afraid,

of what comes tomorrow.

Every night I cry and cry,

wondering why you never said goodbye.

You just up and left.

I knew better than to trust you,

yet I gave you my heart.

I really did love you.

But obviously,

those feelings weren't returned.

My every hope of love,

just crashed and burned.

You took a gun,

and shot it all down.

So why am I still,

wishing you were around?

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