Goodbye
We have nothing in common.
Not one thing.
The only thing we have as a souvenir
Is this ring.
Goodbye.
We fight all the time
And we never shut up.
Every time you make a mistake,
You say I messed up.
Goodbye.
This relationship sucks.
It is on the rocks.
Grab all the stuff you gave me
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Goodbye.
