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A lot of things remind me,
Of the love we had shared.
In a way I'm glad you're gone,
Because you never really cared.

It's kind of hard,
Living without you.
But I deserve better,
And I know I'll make it through.

So don't worry about me,
Find someone else to listen to your lies.
'Cause I'm leaving youin my past,
I've finally opened my eyes.