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It wasn't the best I could do
So I can't say I gave it my all It wasn't the easiest to overcome If I took it a step too close, It might have ended with a fall Put down that knife, dear You missed most of what happened here You were too busy thinking those thoughts of suicide Even though you were crushed deep inside I know there's more to the friend I used to know He would never do this just for show He wasn't the kind of guy who craved the attention He wouldn't look to a pack of cigarettes with a question The sad part of this story Is that there never was an end He walked away from me one day and I never saw him again
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