I never knew what to look for,
But always an exit, a door.
I found that exit one day,
And your trust I did betray.
Now I have what I wanted,
Liberty to me was granted.
Now that I had my way,
Without notice I lost my way.
I took the exit from your life,
I tore your memory with a knife.
Now that I find myself alone,
I see I lost the the best thing I've ever known.
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