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Cut off

Cut off, disconnected, sick of being pushed aside.

From all of this I can see that we can’t coincide.

It doesn’t matter how much you put me down or not hear my words.

It can’t compare with your dreadful glare, it’s hard and it hurts.

 

I have spent my time trying, to find your favoring heart,

Not one helpful thing was found, hopeless from the start.

So I say the thing I couldn’t, that I tried to ignore.

I give up and will not try anymore.

 

This is the end of caring, the time when I say no more.

You’ve damaged me and broken me, and I am tired and sore.

My heart screams and my eyes cry, and I don’t know why.

When I leave remember that I really did try.

 

I have no more to give. I have no more to say.

Understand that I am finally leaving things your way.

I don’t want you to care, and I don’t want you to forget.

But yes if you find the time, think back and regret.

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Australian
Published
Apr 15, 2011
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