I, with my thoughts and monologues
To justify my misery
I think of her in a cruel way
So I, myself can pity me
Mind will say it's unjust (I agree)
But my feelings shout not the same
With every step in my thinking duels
I fall back to where I came
When my feelings and I are broken
'Lets part' I shall not say
For I love her, and I'll rid these thoughts
That get in this great loves way
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