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It’s strange how time passes you by
And you look back on all of those you met So many friends that marked your life Shaped your persona with their knives One moment they confess their love And then another their undying hatred You think you cared for them so much But it’s too easy to just let them go All the destructive thoughts vanish And the black fog around your heart dispersed You’re calm with a complacent smile to show You’re peaceful and you can fall asleep From time to time an incident remembered Crosses your mind and stirs your tears Why did she give you such a condescending look? Why pretend that nothing ever happened? And then another and another and another She called you selfish, vain and boring She said she’s done being your friend You’re luckier and make friends more quickly Life has been much gentler with you You don’t understand the pain she’s going through You don’t know how to cheer her up She forgot you were never good at that She forgot you had made plans to run away one day Together She forgot you’ve done so many things Together Perhaps she never knew you on the inside Perhaps it was too boring to let the words come in Without analyzing and turn them for the worse You as a person never were a match for her As a person never been much liked by her But when it comes to friends your sins are bigger Too proud to forgive and dying to forget
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