This always happens

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Gone are the days of sunshine,
And now it's nothing but rain,
You went ahead and took my happy,
And left me with both our pain.
And you don't seem to mind,
But I need you even more,
And you won't even turn around,
So I keep standing by this door;
You left open,
For the whole world to see.
You can carry the knife
And I'll continue to bleed.

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