I try to avoid thoughts of you
They always lead to sorrow
I lie awake over things we've lost
Until the rising sun tomorrow.
It was odd that you'd done this
Maybe you were unfit
To lead the charge against us
Or are you done with it?
I hope you'll see the error in you ways
Hope you'll come running back
Open arms will be here to receive you
They've been waining in your lack.
You left me clueless for why you'd left
Why you ceased your share
But you must have your reasons,
Even if they left me worse for wear.
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