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May 14
IRL
You sounded like a little kid
When I was telling you to
Figure it out

Because it hurts you to be doing this
As much as it hurts me.

It's alright, if you want to let go.
All good things must end,
Right?

It's still always going to feel like a
Breakup
Mel Little
Written by
Mel Little  30/F/Ohio
(30/F/Ohio)   
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   Jeremy Betts
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