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M.D.G
Time to face the music
It's not me you write about anymore
You are my muse through all of this
I see how now I am no longer yours
I should of known long ago
How can one let go of such love for the only one who could make you feel?
I will not bother you again with my silly rambles
The written letters that I must not ever send
All the words in vocabulary to perfectly shower you with such affection
I must burn them
They could never be used on any other
There is no other
Not like you
Never one like you
It's not me you write about anymore
You are my muse through all of this
I see how now I am no longer yours
I should of known long ago
How can one let go of such love for the only one who could make you feel?
I will not bother you again with my silly rambles
The written letters that I must not ever send
All the words in vocabulary to perfectly shower you with such affection
I must burn them
They could never be used on any other
There is no other
Not like you
Never one like you
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