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There was a time
There was a time, when I thought I could call you mine.
There was a time, when I thought that you would stay at my side.
There was a time when you said you loved me.
There was a time when everything felt so strait forward and free.
But over the years you proved me wrong.
You've done so much to hurt me and still I stay strong.
You showed a side of you that I never knew.
You've told lies, said things that were untrue.
There was a time when I used to think you were simply grand.
There was a time I would look to you, when I needed a helping hand.
There was a time when I would enjoy your presence.
There was a time when, even if things seemed senseless - I would look to you for guidance.
When I was little, I didn't think you would ever leave.
When I was little, you always seemed so prepared and maybe even had a trick or two up you're sleeve. Now I'm confused, I don't know what to think or what to do. I'm in disbelief, because like I said before-I thought that you would never leave.
I miss you so dearly. I miss the times we had - some of them good, some of them bad. Thinking of you now just makes me sad. There was time, when everything was okay. There was I time, when I was able to say - what was on my mind, even on the most gruesome of days.
Because of you, I find it difficult to trust and start a new. You've made things so uncertain, so bleak and so discreet.
I can't some up everything i feel in just one simple word, just know that I can't change our D.N.A - for I will always be your little girl.
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