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you always said you loved me. 

I was never sure how true it was.

You yelled and called me names,

and I never told you how much it hurt.

You said' you'd take care of me,

but how can you really watch me,

when all you do is hide in your room and drink,

or talk to some whores in a chat room?

I was used to taking care of myself,

but everyone trusted you to look after me.

By drinking you lost all that,

and more importantly,

you lost me.