Let It Be

Lose my number,
forget my name-
I'm too old to
play this game.
How can you?
Why do you?
I don't understand;
Why do I give you
the upper hand?
I must like it
or love it,
I guess-
Or I wouldn't be a
part of this mess!
All your stories and
all your lies.
You don't have to
wear a disguise.
Just be you and
I'll be me, and
we can just
let it.

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