You want so much of me
More than I have to give
You're always chasing me
When I just want to liveI can't give you my heart
I keep that for myself
I'm keeping all my art
So take it off your shelf
I'll miss you, sure it's true
But here we are again
You want a dream come true
And I just want a friend
I'm sure it's over now
And really that's too bad
I told you this was how
It was not meant to end
I wrote this poem for you
I wanted you to know
You have my art with you
No matter where you go
It may not be displayed
Inside your home or out
But my heart has not changed
Just simply spread about
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