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The One I Picked.. It Wasn't You

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Just a simple name,


A cry for help. This image I have of you


Is stuck like glue In my brain


I see your face
I see your smile


I feel your embrace
I scream the phrase

I LOVE YOU
But it doesn't have the same





effect. It's like a magnet against





fabric. Nothing changes,


except the loss of you. And it hurts me,


truly you should know. That I wanted you forever,




but I had

to let you go.




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