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The one I thought I could trust
The one I thought could understand
He helped me up now he's bringing me down
Ruin my life- let's give him a hand
Take away my every hope
Destroy me and take away what's left
Only a few friends to call my own
But you so have taken them with such deft
Now I sit all alone in my room
Does it make you happy to see me in misery?
Because by the tone of your uncaring voice
That is how it does seem
A simple thing such as this
Can ruin a persons' day
But so much about me you don't know
And such a simple thing can cause great dismay
Few friends to now call my own
And now they are taken by your will
With your pitiless sword
You strike down to my heart for the kill
As I cry, my heart broken
You continue frivilous small talk with another
So thank you so much for giving me pain
My old friend now gone- my father