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I'd write you notes
At the bottom would be my name
Next to a poem I wrote just for you
But not one did you read
Not once did you care...that I cared
All you cared about was when I'd be online, when you could call me and talk about your pathetic day
You never listened when I told you how my day went
And what was going on with my life
How did this happen?
When did it happen?
We used to be able to do almost anything
When we were together
I think it could work out
I think we could work out all our sorrows away
Once More
