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Love is a thing I use to treasure
but now these days it's hard to remember
The hugs, the kisses. the feelings all gone
it makes me wonder what i did wrong?

Seeing you alone with another man
is like being hit by a some sort of van
All i felt was agony and rage
i locked myself within a internal cage.
I tried reaching out but no one reached in
like being around me was some sort of sin.

Being without you made life hard to live
I loved you with all the love I could give

...bleh?