The deed is done Except this and move on For this is No longer my concern. Out of my hands And out of my heart An issue with me no more No longer my concern. The sorry's I will ever say Have already been said Once too many No longer my concern. Sliding you off my shoulder With nothing but a slime trail to remember you Pulling you from the broken and bruised skin You are No longer my concern.Birth sign: Gemini
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