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Too Late

I let you go
And now it's too late
At least there's still love
Without any hate.

I love you
So much
That I sudder
At every touch.

I know
It's too late
To ask for
That date.

You know who
You are
The heart
With a scar.

I let you go
And now it's too late
And now it's
Too late.





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