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As the years pass and we drift apart

Nothing can mend this broken heart

Your skin so soft and lips I wish to feel

But you scoff and turn on your heel

I wish you would give me a chance

It feels like I'm be struck with a lance

I can only offer my love and myself

Just don't put me on a high shelf

I've down this road before 

Where my hearts been beaten to the core

No need for excuses or foot on the floor

Just let me down gently and show me the door