When I see her it is as if a dagger pierces my heart,
It is like that my whole world is on fire,
She is standing there in all her glory,
She is all, but just a memory to me.
How can I forget that she was once the one I loved?
That she loved me too, but today she has another in heart.
A stranger now I am, but one who has a past,
We loved each other so well we thought that it would last.
But she called it quits and left me all alone,
The one I thought would never go was there with me no more.
Now every time I see her all I feel is pain,
Those sweet times have passed, what has remained is pain,
Pain, pain and pain is all my past has become,
Forgetting is sweet, of which I am deprived.
I wish I could forget, but I just cannot
Damn you my past love
Pain you have become…
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