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by Alyssa Apr 13, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / other
No one knows how hard it is To be left behind To see the one who actually cared To move and never leave your mind Thinking i was prepared I was ready for the tragic goodbye But I was only fooling myself And with that one last tragic word, i cried She was my confidence When I had low self-esteem She would be my calm When i called her to scream She's gone now Its not as hard as i thought But at times It was her arms i sought.