Trapped between past and present

I would prove you wrong

As long as you would listen...

You don't care at all...

I called many times

Your reply was so cold

And I'm not that kind you sold...

We could be the same

If memory could be wiped,

Not stereotyped...

Everything I want

Hides in a simple goodbye...

Without it I'll cry

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