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I sit here alone
Sitting alone, I'm starting to see a trend Will this eternal torture never end? I don't know what I've done thats so wrong I write my poems, I sing a song So tell me please, what can I do As I cannot take my mind off you As I sit here writing, all alone The world passes me by, people walk pask Why does my love for you still last? What can I do to make you see The choices were made, they weren't me I'd do anything to ease your pain It was my loss, I had nothing to gain Now I sit here writing, all alone My love, my darling, maybe one day You'll see things right, why I had my way No harm was meant, I promise you But things go wrong, what can you do? I just hope that I have both your pain and mine You know I'll love you till the end of time While I sit here writing, all alone
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