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you told me that you loved me
and you told me that it was true
but how can you say you love me
with all the pain you put me through?
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i just dont understand
why the hell you treat me this way
even though in my heart
its here that i really want you to stay
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as days flew by, we talked again
but you never seemed to care
i tried my best to help you out
by a favor here and a favor there
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confessing through this poem
my delima is summerized
the feelings quite cathartic
but it will lead to my demise
