I feel a fool 'cause of you
I tripped and fell for it all
I've been hurt, what do I do?
I refuse to believe there is cruelty
In loving and being loved,
Exists only beauty
But the bloody scrapes
On the shins of my knees
I see now how love change shapes
although, I have yet to love another
And your name is never said aloud
I still think of you,
and whether you really loved her
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