Turn it into Art

I'm done crying for you,
I'm thru loving you,
Now, my pen just bleeds for you.

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Closure

You set me free,
Yet you came running after me.
You court me back,
Yet I still decline.
You are consistent thru those years,
Yet you also look somewhere else.
So why will I accept your heart again,
It seems you are undecided.
Like you want a sure triumph,
Than risk a chance on me again.
Yet somehow we had our final closure,
Something we didn't had a chance then.
Probably that's why now we are content,
To our own path separately.