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Nov 2010
I’m sorry
For how this turned out
I tried

You think I lied
But I’ve never been more honest
Think what you want

Winter killed it
As winter tends to do
It too shall pass

Fall is back, ****
Winter will soon follow
We all know what that means

You’re still mad
I thought we were passed all that
Oh yeah, her

It’s not a bad thing… its bad?
I know what I said when I was home
I meant it

I’ll face my judgment
If I don’t give it to myself first
Behold, my reckoning

It was for the best
We needed to grow apart
Not separate

I wanted you
To finally let go of me
For you

Winter’s close
And I just want you to be happy
Mistakes, but not regrets

I promise this
Love may sometimes be lost,
But never forgotten
please let me know what you think.
Written by
Brian Pack
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