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I haven’t a clue as to what I will do
If you were in my shoes you’d see my point of view You see there’s this guy (boys are always the trouble) I thought this one was different, set apart from the rubble. It’s what I always think, hoping and wishing till my face turns a deep blue. That’s never the case though, it sad yet it’s true. Friendships are always being formed innocently enough It’s when the heart gets involved that’s when things get tough The lies began to form and getting caught gave some fears Coming clean wasn’t that bad though there were many tears The hardest part of all though was telling him it was over for good I would have taken his pain away and bore it all if I could. But my heart was hurting as well, Sitting still in class when I felt like crying was a living hell I’m past all that now, surprising as it sounds The heart can heal fast, so quick it astounds. Yet at times I wonder what would have happened if I didn’t tell the truth If my conscience had only stayed quiet like all of the other youth But I’m past the point of turning back The friendship, if you can call it that, is almost ready to crack I know deep down that it’s time to move on The guy that I fell for well, he’s already gone.
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