Too Little, Too Late
I should have listened to my instinct,
which made me hesitate. I'm wondering why did we ever
even date. How sad that this once caring emotion has
turned to hate. I'll wipe you away, and start with
a clean slate.
Too little, too late.
Anything you try to say, whatever you do.
It will not be okay, because I'm done with you.
Leave me alone, turn and walk away. It's time for
a brand-new, so get a clue!
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