Number 7
All I want is an apology
I was a fool to crave you
To crave your precesence
To indulge in our past
It's wrong to still want you
So for now I'm on my knees
All I want is an apology
The night you closed my door
I wanted to just...
Just close my eyes in bed
Just die in my mourning
I promised you the world
You took it all and left
Like a fool I'm all alone
All that's left of you
Your clothes
Your scent
Your photo
Your ghost
Why
Why am I such a fool
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