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I sat by your sid
In your trust I did confide
All the feelings that I conscealed in side
The truth about my ideal heart
The story of a girl from Brewton park

I told you everything I kept in the dark
Now you tell others my tales
In you my trust did fail,
for now you gab as the old women do
Talking about the person that put their trust in you

But don't worry that trust is gone
I thought you were my friend I guess I was wrong
My secrets I held dear,
are now everywhere
An all the time I spent trying to keep them

Is now a waste of precious moments