you said that you missed me and then you were gone
what was it you missed before you moved on
lets not talk anymore when you left me for dead
i will remember you though, that's what you said
remember what, the look on my face
when you left me alone, vanished, no trace
i'll remember you to, i hope that you see
for clearly you meant a great deal more to me
all my love to you i freely gave
mind, body, soul to you enslaved
at least one thing from you i learned
the worst kind of love is a love not returned
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