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He's a different man

He's a changed man now 
He's a different man now 
He's a new person altogether 
He's not someone I knew 
He's not someone I had known 
He's not what I thought 
He's not what I wished 
He's a changed man now 
He's not my man now
He walks differently 
He talks weirdly 
He smiles strangely 
He laughs rarely 
He looks different 
He's lost his charm 
He's lost his girl 
He hides his feelings 
He doesn't express openly 
He has a different outlook
He's found a new world
He's found a new girl 
He's not someone I loved 
He's a monster inside 
He doesn't look decent 
He doesn't initiate 
He's a different man now 
He doesn't care anymore 
He doesn't want it anymore 
He doesn't love anymore 
He's not someone I knew 
He's someone I had known 



He's no more interested in me 
He's no more aware of me 
He's not the perfect man 
He's stopped being sweet 
He's grown in size 
He's not grown up 
He's a different man now 
He's not the same 
He's not the man I knew 
He seems out of place 
He lacks that thing I liked 
He lacks what I loved 
He's no more a lover 
He's a different man now 
He's not my man now. 






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