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A letter GoodBye


(poems go here) Its 3 o'clock now and can't really sleep now Up thinking about the good times we had but things change, some how Especially this week I'm stronger, no bullshit allow now I'm clear head, looking forward More focus then ever Looking at what I use to be it seems like a life time now The heart ache , minds games, and manipulation just to start I was wondering if it was ever true But it's to late , I'm never going back now Now that the claws are retracted and the anger is settled I only will state facts Your lack of empty promises and putting others before me, The pity you showed, not the general interest, the control you had over others, and there lack of listening to me, The fun guy you pretend to be, but I saw the monster inside The need for your own benefit, not putting want first like mine But don't worry now I cut the fucking strings I'm no longer your puppet anymore...... I be damn if I ever go back and none one can tell me any different, I live it and that's a fact (3rd times the charm)came here to die This started as a hateful letter But I'm not bowing to your level So I'll tell you what I really came here to say Take responsibility for your own actions Don't treat the next one like you treated me Saying you miss me wont change a thing You see I'm way stronger then you think You counted me out and said I doubt The damage is done There will be no return Don't start I cry, because I know you would This was never meant to last Just a monument it time Now I'm on my own ride Thinking twice before I meet the next This is my life and my fight I'm standing on this field alone And I'm taking this shit all the way back home So its time for me to say goodbye, Me and you had a good run for what it worth I'll always have found memories of what we had, It was not a true friendship, Or loyal as it should have been, But it was a fun ride and a lesson learned
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