Alone

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You made me pick of who'll I be with in the end
And I chose you rather than my friends.
For I knew I love you,
And I believed that you love me too.

Choosing you wasn't a mistake
But I had lost my friends, that's what I can't take.
Slowly, one by one
They're beginning to be gone

I'm all alone, crying in a lawn
Not knowing if life without friends will go on

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