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Gfy

You don't miss me. You miss something that was easy Something that felt real Ironic... because I was You wanted to be free I let you go even though it made me queasy You knew I was the real deal You don't know how to love because... All you think about is yourself When all I thought about was you. You don't know how to feel Or love or be loved Gfy

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