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Learn to forget about me and move on
Learn to not think about me and go on
The feelings are faded and out worn
They had dried long in the sun
Learn to move on and shun
Whatever I will do and whatever I have done
This will make your world more handsome
Learn to forget my face and the fun
Let my name go with days which had gone
Let nothing of me remain in you, none 
Forget the nights and the days; for they lost their stun
Forget the times and memories which comes in turn
Learn to remember not the breeze of the morn
And the era when our love was born
Let all, I mean all just burn
In the little revolver of the big gun

Don't beg me for anything anymore
For days on days, you will only be ignored
Even if you hear from me, then it's just echoes from the shore
That came and do none to you but lure
And capsize you in a sore
Learn to forget me more
Never look back even when am on the floor
Because I may not do but hurt you again to the core
Hurt you never like you did me, but only with words
Hurt you not as much as you did me before
Hurt you not like you did my heart tore
Hurt you that the pain will not be much as mine which bore
Never look again back at me be sure

Get rid of the habit of looking over and after me
Let go of the pretense and let the world see
Just as I have let my existence be
Let the memories away peel
Because the heart just never heal
Especially after it's gotten killed
Let your mind forever be sealed
And let not me come to what you feel
Talk me trash, and dump my wills
Take your lunch and take your meal
And continue to ebulliently thrill
Yourself, yourself, your deal
And the times which you not gave real

I know that little to you will be easy
Let the time away while, while you are sissy
Let them go just like the treason
Which I never forget even when in prison
Forget it all for sakes and for reason
And let them dissolve with the changing season
I know the days come busy
Throw it all in a bin as a dirt-y
Throw it all in a bin as a mess-y
Even if they are big and bulky
Let the memories go with their hurry
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