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The Cruelty of Love
We met in school,
Neither of us were very cool
I loved her ever since our friendship had begun
But she always just called me companion
High School came
Our friendship was never the same
She had finally blossomed her beauty
And I wasn't even a cutie
I then tried to ask her out
But she would look at me and my courage would fail without-a-doubt
I just couldn't end our glorious friendship
With a slip that would cause a horrible courtship
I tried again when we were twenty
Again I failed, her friendship was plenty
I had always hoped that we would marry
But my faltering courage made me tarry
Now she died last week in a car crash
The driver of the other car was very rash
I cried for her like a child
The whole thing was very wild
At the funeral I cried again
Her parents came over and asked if I was one of their clansmen
I told them no
And said that I had probably better go
They bid me stay
I wasn't in the way
They asked my name
When I told them
They said it was such a shame
A shame, how I asked
They told me that her love was finally unmasked
“Her love?” I said
“Yes.” and now she is dead
Her parents told me that every day when asked what was on her mind
The same thing was what they would find
I asked, “What was it, it seems to good to be true.”
They told me, “It was you
Everyday they told her to forget me
And she told them that she would rather be crushed by a tree
Her life was in mayhem
Especially when she told them,
We met in school,
Neither of us were very cool
I loved him ever since our friendship had begun
But he always just called me companion
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