You say there's a Sensation within?
But for me, I'm growing thin.
The joy we had, is no longer seen.
If I continue, I'll be slain:
By this falsehood, I'm in.
We have to let go
The love, we had before-
Is now, fur much gone.
We have to be genuine:
If our hearts, free must be.
Your flavour was the best,
Your presence, added some taste,
My heart, had never felt.
All such now is lost.
It's benevolent for us to part.
You meant so much,
To counter, I can't match,
From when you came in, that March,
That solace is now snatched-
No more, does it exist.
Leave! in one piece,
Leave, To find peace!
My soul, has not your place;
Get it from somewhere else.
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