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I don't know what I feel anymore,

I thought you were the remedy to the poison,

But I don't know what it could be anymore,

If you're sure about leaving,

Then I sure won't stop you,

But before you go,

Stop by the table on your way out,

And pick up that package,

I wrote you a note,

Detailing the reasons,

Other than emotional treason,

That I wanted you to stay,

But I understand completely,

Trust me,

I've seen soulmates go their separate ways.

~poetrybybruce

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