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I'm not the one he wants.
I know he'll always love me. I know he'll always care. But I'm not the one he wants. She's over there. I don't think he will miss me. I don't think he will morn. I don't think he'll ever realize that I'M the one that's torn. I tried to show him all my love, tried to show him he fits me like a glove. My effort was pointless, Sacrifices no more. I don't know why I didn't sooner walk out the door. But I give him my best wishes and wish them luck. I let her take my place and watch like a sitting duck. I wish I could be her, her lucky self, model and all. But here I sit ready to fall. I fall to the ground. pain all around. Look up at the stars and wonder ware you are. I know he'll always love me. I know he'll always care. But I'm not the one he wants. She's over there.
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