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Dec 2020
It is too late my dear
You cannot mend my wounds
Not when you were the one
That caused them
I was alone, in pain, in need
For affection I would never get
You left me
Yet you feel the need to be forgiven
I cannot allow that
I wish for you to experience
The heartbreak would feel like a lifetime
But in fact lasted a year
Iā€™m finally able to let you go.
Tori Alva
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Tori Alva
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