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Forget the fine days when we used to be friends,

Those times are outnumbered, those memories at end,

I can't tell you any more what you mean to me,

Because those feelings I've forgotten, since you couldn't see,

You said we didn't care, when it was you all along,

Setting yourself from us, telling us we were wrong,

But now you blame me, and hurt me for things left unsaid,

You say your in pain? I'd be better off dead.