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There you go again
building my hope up
just like a friend
but your hope is cold
your hope is undaunting
the pleasent days of old
are now memories haunting
I rue the day the good times stopped
starting to mold, spoil, and rott
once we were close of friends
as friends could be
now we are in a point of uncertainty
your hope is false and a blaintant lie
I can tell in your face
I can see it in your eyes
the bright shining glow that use to be
has now become a distant memory
dimmed by false hope
hanging around your head
you say your a whore
you wish you were dead
I love you like no other
thats the way it always will last
but what is done is done
I shouldnt live in the past
you have moved on
to other things
but keep blowing false hope
into my ever deflating wings
so i stand here today
to say it is alright
if you want to go away
just leave my sight
you dont have to pretend
just head on with your life
withought a final backward glance
dont give a lonely child
a final dying chance
but the one courtesy i will demand
I dont want this false hope
let me fall where i may land