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She once was considered such a great friend,

now all i remember was how it ends,

the same texts you used to send disappear,

and all the words you speak i never get to hear,

once i feared all of this i have now,

wish i could give it away, a cash cow,

when it was at it's best, leave after a bow,

cause at your highest you know no one can stop you now,

once claimed a dancer to be all mine,

then said okay bye, watch me fall fine,

land on my two feet cause unlike you i have spine,

and the truth is never something i wait weeks to define,

but someone is getting your heyyy's, sure i care,

but never again will it be enough to share,

that i miss your voice, your eyes, your hair,

searching for your better but can't see her anywhere.