I remember your love.
Your kisses rough.
My head's messed up.
This needs to be cut.
I can't do a single thing against it.
I am not the one you want to be with.
And this hurts my little mind
There's no point of being kind.
I wish you cared about me more.
That's what I was waiting for.
You can be so lovely and sweet.
When you are the only thing I need.
So walk away and go as far
as the miles you left behind.
Thank you for leaving me.
Finally, you set me free.
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