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Dear Me, I know it hurts right now, The pain in your eyes grow as you look up at me and ask,"how?" One more step I say, You stand slowly and continue on towards nowhere, 
Dear you, How can I say that I lived enough if I didn't know who you was You entered my life like a tour bus So I chased you and this time it'll be the two of us This is a new year and a new me
I'm sorry.   I'm sorry for the lies, the things I've done, and constantly reminding you how little I care.  
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