Done
i remembered you out of the blue
just how you came to me true
i thought i had finaly found the one
just to learn you were done
done with me
done with you
done with the things we used to do
if only you told me you had enough
it wouldnt be this though
so getting over you was the best thing to do
i regret everything now
but how
how do i deal with your exsistence
i have no more concisistence
to waist on you
or the things we used to do
done with me
done with you
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