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Once you were my true love

Sent from the heavens above

For the longest time I really did believe

The words you said were true  and that you'd never leave



But now I cry and the tears are not good

Sometimes I would rather die, somedays I feel that I really should

There is no use for me anymore

Not since you walked out the door



I pray that you find what you really want,

But I now know that is not me

I guess it took me way too long to see

Good things, they never last

Especially when you are still stuck in the past



and although some time has gone by

I still think of you and cry

There is no use in caring anymore

Not since you walked out the door