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why must it change,
why does your back turn
from me when I need you the most?
is everything different now,
am I not the same?
my heart cries bloody
tears of a dream thats not there.
feelings are repetitive,
as are the words used to
describe them, something new
is what I wanted from you,
but thats a falsehood
that has no meaning.