• I loved you
    You didn't love me still
    What was I supposed to do?
    The tears started to spill.

    I cried until morn
    And then cried some more
    I was in despair
    With nothing but tears to pour

    Then light came
    and shined on through
    Realization struck me
    I knew what to do....

    I crept to his house
    on a dark summer night
    I was like a small mouse
    who threw eggs to give a fright!

    Now you read
    Now you've seen
    I'm not always
    What I turn out to be!
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