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I'd write you notes at the bottom would be my name Next to a poem I wrote just for you But not one did you read Not once did you care...that I cared All you cared about was when I'd be online, when you could call me and talk about your pathetic day You never listened when I told you how my day went And what was going on with my life How did this happen? When did it happen? We used to be able to do almost anything When we were together I think it could work out I think we could work out all our sorrows away Once More From Letras Mania