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You didn't mean it..


It's my fault.

It's always been my fault.

I befriended you.

I trusted you.

I fell for you.

And I took you back...

Everytime.

All your harsh words and lies

I overlooked because I told myself you didn't mean it.

You told me you loved me,

But love doesn't feel this way.

So I let you go.

And god how good it feels

to be free from you.

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