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Un-Love by Ron Porter
heaviness hangs upon my heart
discordant screaming fills my head
rigor mortis sets in on this love
killed by words that can't be un-said
the final fight took all night
soon,? ?there'll be a rising sun
to illuminate two separate ways
due to deeds that can't be un-done
there'd be no need for me to go
neither for you to sit and cry
fantasy would not be vanished
were it possible for you to un-lie
so,? ?now past the parting of ways
i bid goodbye,? ?not mere adieu
don't expect to see me around
i'll be busy learning to un-love you
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