you dont care at all...
and it does not matter anymore anyway,
not to you anyway,
you probably have found someone new by now,
and im left playing the field in search of that rare jem I once thought you were,
owh what i a fool i was,
misinterpreting you every move,
trusting your lies about friendship,
opening my heart to you for you to just rip it into tiny pieces,
and the worse part is,
my mum still asks about you,
its like she doesn't care how much it hurts for me to think about you,
but owh well,
i guess somethings never change...
by Austin Camoens
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