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When i was whatever you saw me as,

i hope i jogged down the right path,

no need to ask, no need to worry,

it's all just some sad sobs story,

without any glory why weekly text?

just leave me be with whatever comes next,

something caused you to walk out my life,

more applause and way more to cyph,

all our memories still tempt my fingers to strum,

out a little tune to the back drop of drums,

bring out the big guns, here comes the tear,

no longer will i succumb to inner fear,

why not allow everyone in the audience to

see exactly how much she means to you,

just don't look for her or ever expect

her to ever show up and give her respects.