CIX. good at good-byes

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Im so freaking
good at good-byes
won't shed a tear
for what I held dear

I'll say "good luck!"
like I'm not stuck
with every memory...
god I suck

I'll give a smile
like my heart's not weeping
over the reality
of us that's seeping

I'll pat on your back
"forget" to hug you
else I'll cry
in your arms for life

And when I get home
I'll do just what
you thought I'll do
cry my tears, releive my doom





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