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You still see the woman I used to be,

The one who only lives in memory.

You tell me I still "light your fire"

And fill your nights with desire,

That I'm the only one you want to hold.

You have not noticed that I've grown old.

To you I've always stayed the same

And not been ravaged by life's game.

I know the damage that's been left behind

But as they say, "Love is blind".