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Alone

You were never really there
you left me in despair 
Your eyes were blank and distant
Standing there I realized you were never really there
At least not like before,
When you would make everything shine with life 
Not now
Now you stand staring into space,
waiting for the next time you can shoot up a vien
Did you ever realized we needed you?
Did you ever realised the guy you said would watch out for us,
Was really the one we needed to watch out for the most?
What if you did? 
What if you had stopped it,
or would you have acted like it wasn't even happening to us,
But you were to absorbed in your self pity to realise 
that we needed you the most
it would be wrong of me to say that five years down 
the road that i don't hate you
I hate that it only took one night rip away
everything i knew and loved 
I hate how it was so easy for you to go back home,
When i never could'cause of your mistakes
 But what i hated the most
Is that you took away our hope.


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