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I'm sorry:
For whatever happens to you.
But I am following my emotions
And this is something I have to do.

I'm sorry:
You're not hurting
Like I am here tonight.
This will be my very last goodnight.

I'm sorry:
For the things I'll never undrstand>
But who are we all kidding?
It's time to take a stand.

I'm sorry:
I'm about to say this,
But there's nothing worth fighting for.
I simply, do not, love you anymore.

I'm sorry:
That I dont know what it is I did,
But seriously, let's stop,
Acting like little kids.

I'm sorry:
We didn't work out.
This isn't what was planned.
Now, you don't even want to hold my hand.
Posted: 2012-04-15 22:47:51 UTC

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