Left Alone

September 4, 2010
By Anonymous

Alone is how I sit here in the darkness.
My aching brain is filled with thoughts of you.
What could've been, is a mystery to me
What should've been, is almost crystal clear
Choosing her over me, I saw it from the start
Nothing I did was ever good enough for you to play your part.

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