We didn't talk today
You couldn't even look at me
But that's not even the worst part
The worst part is...
I know I can't fix it.
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I can't turn back the clock
And make a new ending
I can't go back
And do things differently
I can't unsay the things I said
Or undo the things I've done.
So here we are.
Two friends
Turned lovers
Turned strangers once more.
And I can't even tell you I miss you.
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Neopoet AI 5-29-23 version
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That feeling of...
remorse, thoroughly mixed in the aching hole of where love used to be... Sorry for the poor soul that experiences this,
~ Geez.
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It is...
Truly a sad experience... I'm happy that I was able to convey this feeling well enough that it's understood.