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He Is Not Gone
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Tears
I have learned...
You
i tried to tell you,
but you never listened.
i didn't know what to do,
and the hurt just deepened.
i cried my heart out,
but you paid no heed.
i hurt myself,
and you let me bleed.
you saw my sorrow,
but you left me behind.
you heard my cries,
and you left me to die.
you touched my soul where it hurt,
but i let you continue to flirt.
you treated me like dirt,
and i let you leave me first.
you killed me,
but i pretended it wasn't so.
you lied to me,
and i let my tears flow.
now i ask,
why am i the one you consider bad?
did i lie? did i play?
wasn't i there? didn't i stay?
did hurt you? did you suffer?
sure, "a flying shoe," you mutter.
how long, i ask,
does the pain last?
for a week, maybe?
a month, for such a deed?
as it hurts you plant your anger,
let me ask you, did i ever?
when did i get mad?
when did i see you as bad?
only now, and still the pain is there,
i really loved you, i really cared.
even now i think the flaw was in me.
if only i had spoken my heart,
if only he'd seen,
if only, if only...
yes, i used to think that, and i still do,
even if i want nothing to do with you.
remembering you in my past, i'm scared,
untrusting of someone who cares.
with the wind you came,
with the wind you left.
i'm not the same,
in me you got the best.
with what am i left with?
tell me that.
a heartache and so much fear,
all gathered from the past.
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