I And My James D

It was more than a year ago,

Many memories ago,

In a dark room by the city,

That a man there whom everyone knew,

By the name of James D;

This man was young and free,

But did not want to be loved by me.

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We were both young,

In the dark room by the city,

But we didn't love how love is supposed to be,

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I and my James D.

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And this was the reason why more than a year ago,

Many memories ago,

In a bright room by the city,

A new girl swept him off his feet,

The unlovable James D;

So that she came along,

To worsen his mental state,

In the dark room by the city.

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Our love was never formed,

For we never even touched,

No intimacy was exchanged,

Between I and James D.

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The sky turned dark as my bright eyes dropped,

No more curiosity and experimenting inside me.

This man,

A young man,

Who lived in a dark room by the city,

Jested my innocence,

And took the naivety away from me.

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The sky became bright,

New knowledge grasped my mind,

As I moved and went high,

Far from the city and into prosperity,

Away from the unloved James D,

And the girl who stole the bright light and one shot.

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Pushing them away from me,

Then and there I left the scenery,

Leaving the unloved and the thief in the dark room by the city.