She Left

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She left before I was ready.
Can't blame anyone but me.
I didn't get to say goodbye.
And I can't tell you why.
I know I missed my chance.
Don't think she will give me a second glance.
Well maybe I'm wrong and there right.
And I should start to fight.

But what if she doesn't feel the same.
And I think "am I to blame".
I never saw the signs.
I feel lile I'm walking on mines.
I've never met a girl lile her before.
And I just want to get to know her more.
But maybe in the future.
I won't miss my shot with her.

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