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The pain of sepration isn't finished
My tears can't stand being
Deminished
The pain of seperation is invisible
First out of in reality
Than
Embarked getting credible
Think you lost in this familiar town
Maybe in crowd or down
The pain of sepration
Makes me miss you on the road
So I let my words explode
Don't you miss the days when being in a relationship meant there
Was no competition?
Where sepration was a last resort
After all other means had been exhausted
When you didn't wait up all night
Creeping through social media
To know what your partner was doing
Love letters were handwritten and saved
They knew your favorite candy
And laughter was in abundance
Are we all so focused on not getting hurt
That we'd destroy another to spare ourselves
Do you remember when"I love you" meant something?
Did those days ever exist?

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