by MidniteRain
It's better this way,
You may hate me in the end,
This way I won't hate you,
For my own mistakes I made.
To save you from the pain,
Of not knowing what's wrong,
Of feeling helpless, alone,
Nipping this in the bud,
Before your love can grow.
I let you go,
To save us both.
Submission date : 2009-02-01
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