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Clueless
Found your old letter,
At the bottom of my drawer.
Are you doing so much better,
Now that we are no more?
I will not lie,
I've been down in the ditch.
Every night I cry,
Searching for you who's pure and rich.
How could this have come to be?
I'm nothing but a lost memory...
Now I wonder,
How could you have been so clueless?
When I told you forever,
You thought I wasn't serious?
Now you're off living so fantastic,
No time to talk to me.
Guess I'm cold hard plastic,
Like a Ken Doll ripped at the seam.
How are you holding up?
Heard you suffered a broken heart.
I suppose he wasn't good enough,
Because he hurt you from the start.
Now I know, he made the same mistake,
Drew the wrong card.
You'd give and he would take,
Trying to love is just so hard.
How are you and I not meant to be?
You're the puzzle piece that fits me...
Now I wonder,
How could you have been so clueless?
When I told you forever,
You thought I wasn't serious?
Now you're off living so fantastic,
No time to talk to me.
Guess I'm cold hard plastic,
Like a Ken Doll ripped at the seam.
Found your old letter,
At the bottom of my drawer...
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