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At start I knew your heart was with her, at night you kissed her,and you always looked her in the eyes.



At start I knew she controlled you soully,but I kinda boldly,said I didn't care, I still wanted to be there.



At start I dreamed of taking her place,hopefully I could erase how you felt for her and transfer those feelings to me, I honestly thought this could be.



At start she never had to worry, she knew she had you wrapped, for a moment you all collapsed, and maybe that was my chance, perhaps, but ultimately she won again.



At start her good outweighed her bad, and you know it's really sad, that you doubted her at all, maybe you don't recall, that you asked her to be your wife,the one in which you'd share your life.



At start she never had to cry,or wonder why you treated her badly, it shows you love her madly,if you didn't she'd be the runner-up and not me, at night I pray this can be, but she, stands in the way of my fortune.