What can I do
What can I say
It’s now all moot
Since you’ve gone away.
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I gave you love
Without fear or scare
You left with a shove
I guess life isn’t fair.
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You called me a beast
In our passionate bed
Now crumbs and not a feast
In my wearied head
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No goodbyes
Or final embrace
I choked on your lies
With tear stained face.
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We shared our souls
Mutual attraction fed
Now nothing consoles
You chose him, instead.
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At least in the end
You finally fessed up
But late omission is not a friend
But a bitter cup.
-aaa
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