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I found myself all alone, Lost in this empty home, Looking at the space next to me, Looking at where you should be. So I look at my guitar and pick it up, Strum a few cords 'till I've had enough, Two hours and I'm still thinking of my muse, Two hours later and can't stop thinking of you. But you'll never hear this poem You'll never read .these words, For me with a sensitive side, That is just unheard. I know you really like me, Like when your boyfriends run away, I know you really want me, And not just a place to stay I know you really need me, Or my shoulder on to cry, I know you wouldn't care, That I've wanted to die Are