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Feb 2020
The worst part is
It wasn't the distance
No matter how many times I'd visit
You still felt like something was missing
What you were convinced that I couldn't give you

I had to shut that door
So you would go find what you're looking for
So you'd stop telling me you're going to make it work
'Cause after three months babe I don't believe you anymore
02.20.20
Written by
colette alexia
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