Past “love” like a charade
My needs weren’t high to make
Every move we made
Pushed me down into the lake
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A lake of late night tears
Water made of liquid fears
Fears that you’ll leave
Just like you did before
This time worse than you’ll believe
Cleaning up my heart like a chore
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Taking solace in a friend
Only to be left again
My best companion, now yours
Forgotten by both
Left alone once more
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