friendzone
in the friendzone, I sadly dwell his heart belongs to another, I can tell I long for his love, but it's not meant to be for another holds the key I smile through the pain, though it cuts like a knife knowing you'll never be mine for the rest of my life yet I long for his love waiting for it to give me a shove instead, it just gives me scars and wounds they just push me to the ground for I will always have open wounds that can't heal for if they heal just like an automobile you'll have run away just like the rest
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