waste

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i got drunk on new year's eve
i texted you my broken heart
and you didn't care about the tears you put there
and in that moment
i realized i didn't love you anymore
and all i could do was cry
cry for all the wasted time
thinking about you
fantasizing about you
trying to get your attention
it was all a waste of time
i'm not mad
and i wish you the best
it's a little late to say this again but
happy new year

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