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I can't look at you the same,
all my dreams are crashed and dead on the floor,
as much as it hurts me to turn away from them,
I walk out this door,
never to try to go back,
They lay waste from was once my idea of happiness,
all they did was showed me that I'm just a ******** up,
always, Never, to, change,
my feelings will stay, hoping and yet not,
for another chance to be by your side.