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This wall i've built
is prepared to shatter,
to let you in,
because you matter.
You matter to me,
although i see,
she matters to you;
so we can't be.

You told me you loved me,
you told me you cared.
You told her the same thing,
those words you have shared.

She doesn't look at you,
a shine in her eyes.
She doesn't hang around you,
your friends she despise.
She doesn't think about you,
twenty-four seven.
She doesn't think of you,
as if you're from heaven.

She doesn't love you,
don't you see?
The one who really loves you,
is obviously me. <3



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