Dear past lover
Dear past lover,
You were once important in my life,
too bad you weren’t very nice.
Seasons come and go but your love
Has yet to ever grow.
Thank God I found someone who
Doesn’t let me go.
Cold talks, cold shoulder,
You will probably never mature.
But too bad you always smelled like MANURE.
I always didn’t know how to let you go,
But then I realized your heart was filled with SNOW.
Oh, how sad nothing was when I realized
You moved on.
Love, EX LOVER
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