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To our exes


We all seek fulfillment of our core,

to expunge all the pain induced before.

Unclosed doors& fresh wounds will arise,

Taking you right backl to the darkside.

New hearts to wound or mend? That is the task.

Just take it slow and donttry to mask,

The truth and the hurt you endured,

Because its up to you if you want the future secured.

Once upon a time, a broken heart fought back,

And reached a peak of true love, bruized front to back.

To those in our past, I curse you once and fore all.

We've fought enought past your existance,

and you're still miserable, for instance.

But if you think my worl still revolves around you,

you couldn't be more mistaken, my life goes around you.

and your games are now obsolete, Ctrl+Alt+Delete,

Reebooting my life-drive, your no longer a bleep.

Your not even detected by the radar, Removal service.

And the level of importance doesnt exist, Hint-No Purpose.

What once was, you wish, now I've moved on.

And I can look behind me, without remorse, I've Won.

All the tears I've shed, create a new river,

Of happiness and peace that you couldnt deliver.

 

   The End

 

 

 

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