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A poem about breaking up with a girl |
| Maybe I'll wait Til tomorrow Any other day really I want to put this off I don't want to see her cry I've never handled crying well No doubt she will cry She will hit me And sob I don't really blame her though I'm a pig She'll feel used And make all of her little friends Despise me But if they don't despise me already There's something obviously wrong with them They'll claim I left her for you Which is untrue Although you did help me see My heart was not where it needed to be |