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To my ex-lover, or, perhaps, “lover” is too generous You were my friend first, and then we were more. And even though we lost contact, we came back to each other
You chewed me up and spit me out, You played your game, Just sat and laughed. You said you loved me, You said you would stay, But then you just, Walked Away.
Stabbed me in my back again