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I knew from the begining,

that you were just a flirt.

Yet I fell in love with you,

knowing it would hurt.

I thought i'd hold you down,

and make you love just one.

But how how could I do something,

that no one else has done.

I know you'll never love me,

and im trying not to cry.

For I might find the strength inside,

to kiss you lips goodbye.

So when you ask for me again,

you'll find I wont be there.

I want a love to call my own,

not a love to share.