With Her

I see you with her,
I know of your lies.
These tears have yet to comfort
My tired weary eyes.

When you said you love me,
Did you mean a thing?
When you said you love me,
It made my heart sing.

You left me standing there,
Crying in the rain.
You only said goodbye
And it left my heart in pain.

I see you with her,
You met her in art.
These tears, they will not comfort
My shattered, broken heart.

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