I have no closure

[m_e_g_a_n_s_e_x]

Why is it that when someone leaves me, I can never say goodbye just the way I practice it?
The voice in my head, the words I had planned, will never be spoken just right.
The image I leave will allways be lost.
The words I have last spoken, will allways be mumbled.

There's an empty space now.
I'm not happy but I'm not overtly remorse.

So, as simple

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[riotsquadleader]

the army takes all the good ones.