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You told me those things, i believed they were true,
But now i sit here and i don't know what to do.
Were all those things that you said all a joke, all a lie?
All the things that you did to help me get by?
There's doubt in my mind that i don't want to be there,
Doubt that i don't understand, it's too much to bear.
Maybe i'm falling into the trap he's created,
To push me away, the actions dictated.
I wished you were mine, but that thought is gone,
Along with your kindness and your glorious song.
I now sit alone, trying to put the past far behind,
But the tears form slowly at the thoughts in my mind.
You lied to me once, again and again,
And I believed all you said, you were my very best friend.
You gave me a reason, I’ll live that till death,
Till I’m laying alone, drawing my very last breath.
I loved you once, and I’ll love you still,
But it’s all over now, it’s a lie…isn’t it Will?
Posted: 2005-10-06 21:29:02 UTC

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