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UnWanted
You would sit and stroke my hair
You'd tell me you'd be there
Where did that passion go
Why don't you let it show

I begged you not to go
And I wanted you to know
That no matter what you say
I'll be with you all the way

You screamed and pushed me down
I cried and turned around
You knew what you're denying
So you went and left me crying

I spent the next few years alone
Till that day you called my phone
You said you want me back
I told you I'd go pack

I arrived at you front steps
You could tell we're both a nervous wreck
I said I had something to tell you
And said that you knew

You know that what you did to me was haunted
And now you know, that I am UnWanted...

(hope you all enjoyed my lovely poem)