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The Love Please don't look for me on the side
Of the road you left me on when you couldnt find the time
To show me, to feel me, to keep me from falling
Alone I have crashed down, relapsing, it's appauling.
Selfish, I'm sorry, my feelings are fleeting
The shots in this defunct scene are receeding
To the back of my mind, for I have not the time
To ponder over your selfish crimes
And Im sorry, I hate you
I could never fully love you
While you checked out of our love
Lying to yourself was enough.
