Gone and Found
Dear ex boyfriend,
The people I knew, The things I would do, Gone, gone, gone.
The adventures I went on, The time I spent on you, Gone, gone, gone.
The misunderstanding, The pain and mishandling, Gone, gone, gone.
The tears and the pain, The ball and the chain, Gone, gone, gone.
The painful self hatred, The lies that I stated, Gone, gone, gone.
When you left without a sound, It was myself that I found. I'm so glad, You're gone, gone, gone.
Sincearly,
Ghosted
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