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So now you came up after calling and texting me,

almost begging me to be your friend.

We talk at my door for half an hour,

then I feel compassion and let you in.

You regret being silly and I do being nasty,

tell me how did it come to all this?

We manage to sort this madness out and become friends.

Is this what happens when we break up,

are we holding onto the past, all five mad months of it?

I value you as a person and enjoy your company

so let’s not be at war, lets be friends.

There’s no use in us hurting each other, let’s have a laugh.



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