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I always thought it was a shame,

that we had to play such games,

fighting for dames and fighting to be happy,

might be that you are here to slap me,

back into reality and out of the past,

had to assume you weren't my last,

but the lie was cast and to no surprise,

it caught no bite and attracted no eyes,

i always thought it was a waste,

that you chose to copy my ex and paste,

no haste, let me wait out the pain,

run through all the great times in my brain,

after all that we had, i do regret,

that now we act like we never met,

presently i bet you never miss me,

but i just forget you blowing down this tree.