Maybe she will never love me,
and that I must accept,
though it maybe a tragedy,
I regret nothing I did, or said.
She will always have a place in my heart,
and one more in my mind,
God's greatest work of art,
whose beautiful character, is one of a kind!
So now that I'm depressed,
please God, put me to rest,
leave me forever more alone,
and turn this heart of mine, to stone.
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