Ive never done well with goodbyes

Waiting for returns that never occur

Ten page letters, wasting my years

Existence deferred at your will

Distant conversations of...

Who really cares?

Be right back

Ive never done well with goodbyes

But now I know, just maybe...

You dont always reep what you sow

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