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She said, “I’m sorry to disappoint you

But this is all I can do,

You must understand”



No matter how much I try

To let these feelings die

I don’t think I can



You make me feel hollow

Without a new heart to barrow

It kills me all over



I can’t help but think there is a chance

For our love and romance

But I’m not your four-leaf clover



You keep on erasing

The things I try embracing

I swear I’m better off dead



You make me feel weak

My heart’s forever in grief

How can you say what you said?



“You can be as mad as you want

You can even call me a cunt,

But this is the way it must be”



So tonight when I close my eyes

I’m saying my final goodbyes

There is nothing left here for me