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Adios
Adios It's been so long It seems more like a game What's going on here? A relation with no name
We talk and chat Pull each other down Don't care for the feelings Pounce like a clown
I am not up for this… Don't think it makes sense When there is a vacuum with nothing but offense.
Each time we talk It reminds me of the past It doesn’t feel good and leaves me aghast.
No wound that can heal No crack that can mend. After what we had I can't continue as a friend
Don't call or write Don't bother me again We'll now be strangers With pleasure and no pain -- Khushi
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