Chow
Here I stand, Broken hearted.
The grounds like sand, our friendships parted.
My trust for you, oh so undying,
came apart, when you began your lying.
You beg for forgiveness, you want my trust,
You failed the first time, I've felt your lust,
you want me back, you need me now,
well see you later, in other-words chow.
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