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After 6 years
I know who is really here

Who appreciates me
And who uses me
Then leaves in 1,2,3

They are happy
And just leave me
To feel crappy

When they dont have their friends around
They look for me
As if I were an item in a lost and found

Before I ignored it
But now it bothers me more than I would like to admit

If you dont really care
And dont feel my despair
Dont come near me dont you dare

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