It feels great all of sadden.
You did me a favor,
By letting me go.
We weren't a match in Heaven.
I kindly loved you,
For a very short time.
Now time has come,
For both of us to let go.
Shut the doors,
For the last time,
Never reopen again.
What is left open,
it will never heal.
So, let's heal the wounds,
by walking away.
As we growing on our own.
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