shaking the thoughts from my mind, I cannot do...
loving you was hard enough..
All the things you put me through
and still I stood beside you.
Stand up and be a man, instead of running away like a child.
now I am the one left with the scars.
Cleaning up the mess in my soul.
Expecting me to just pick up and move on, Is easier said then done.
Go on and go, my tears mean nothing to you.
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