May

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It had to be today
The 23rd of May
I let you go
So I could grow.
I want to be a better person for me
And I no longer can do that in your company
So believe me when I say this kills me
I have to go, not that you care
But in case a lil bit of the old you is there
Know that I love you
Were through
And until we meet again
Maybe In another life my friend.
Until then
This is the end. <3

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