Class A Douchebag

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Why didn't you say sorry?
You wouldn't look me in the eye.
You physically caused me pain,
But ignored it and passed me by.

If that doesn't make you a jerk
I don't know what does.
I'm so glad we're no longer together.
You're not worth the fuss.

Thanks for showing your colors.
You're black down to the core.
And if you can't bother to say sorry,
I'm glad we're not a thing anymore.

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