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*** Long Ago ***
Am I some kind of goddamn toy she plays with when she will?
Have I been consumed and thrown away now that she's had her fill?
Am I some lovestruck little boy who can't accept the end?
And what did she mean when she said we'd always be friends?
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I'm sure she had the best of intentions,
I'm sure she cared, this I know.
But it seems that now she barely mentions
Me at all. It seems so long ago.
Yes, I still want to be her friend, I wanted so much more.
But now that's all forgotten, at least locked behind a private door.
I've done all that I could. I talked to her. At least I tried.
But I guess she's got her new friends. What am I?
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In my heart I know that you are doing all you can.
You have no time, a thousand things to do, and only two hands.
But I hope that someday we'll find a way back to our friendship, and we'll grow
Close again. Please help me now, 'cause it's something that I can't do alone.
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