Clinging to pieces Of how we used to be Believing some day The truth will be free Holding so tightly My knuckles are white I don't want to let go Of my Mr right But now I'm looking I can't understand How I ever could love you I can't even call you a man You played with my emotions And then you push me away And I can finally say I hate you And I like things this way
Reason for writing:
LEARNING TO LET GO
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Birth sign: Cancer
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