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Mar 2015
And be with somebody else
Do it quickly
Right in front of me
So I can see
That holding onto this heart
Is bad for my health.
Do me a kindness
Let me see
So I can squeeze it
In dis-stress
As I stare
Now well aware
That there's nothing left to put
back on the shelf
It's broken.
Do me a kindness
And let me see
Right before my eyes
No lies or guise or mystery
Put me out my misery
As you smile at her
The way you used to smile at me.
Do me a kindness
Be with somebody else
And let me be free
Of You and Me.
Sometimes you just need your heart to fully break
Rhianecdote
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Rhianecdote  London
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