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   The Lost Friend
You thought you owned me
And used me as you wished.
It pleased you to care for me
When you wanted to
And leave me on my own
When you lost interest.

You came with demands
When it suited you
And turned a deaf ear
When I tried to show how
Unfair your claims were.

You turned away from me
Tired of my complaints
Without ever asking if there
Were grounds for them.

The time will come
When you finally see
That your actions
Cannot be forgiven forever,
When you finally realise
That there is an end
To my patient giving
And your reckless taking.