I am Solitaire.
I walk alone.
No one to walk with me,
No one to call my own.
You'll always see me
Laughing on the outside.
You're never gonna see
The tears that I hide.
I will push you away
Rather than seem weak.
Even if you hurt me
I'd rather not speak.
Even when my heart is breaking
You will never know.
I won't ever call you back
If you want to go.
Because I am Solitaire.
I walk alone.
By myself
I am strong.
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