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IT'S TOO LATE
Too late
For all the apologies
Too little
I make of them now
Where were you
When I really needed you
Did you not wonder
And ask yourself how
By hiding and being a coward
Yellow through and through
Would my love for you change
And what I thought I had with you
You slighted me
And insulted my feelings
Running the furthest
And miles apart
Don't expect me
To welcome home again
Cherishing you once more
To a new start
The blame is yours
The love has perished
There's no future
For broken hearts
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