Her brown eyes crying as he walks away.
She wants one last hug; just one hug goodbye.
Confused, she wonders where she went astray?
He told her their love was put on standby.
Weeks pass by, she still cries every dark night.
She wants him shot dead, "he needs to suffer."
Walking alone, shes cold but shes alright.
"I'm sick of all these crazy heart breakers"
Stronger now she will hold her head up high.
Crying over him is not an option.
To her he's just another passer-by.
She's ready for a new man to walk in.
Late nights are bad as she plots her revenge,
Soon all men's lives must come to a quick end.
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