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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

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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