Confession
Here I am sitting behind this tree, Open your eyes and believe, We're too far from meant to be, I surmise that you're already tired, I'm also tired of setting you a fire, Tired of letting someone go since we aren't destined, I can now finally look into your eyes without any hesitation, I can't say your fully mine because of this situation, I wanted to say my last goodbyes after this confession.:
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