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I gave some clothes to charity
An old flame's sweatshirt merch
I wonder if somewhere out there, he felt it and it hurt
I never really wore it, 'cause it felt too on the nose
Feels like twisted irony, 'cause that boy's so on trend
But his sweatshirt's with the rest of all the things
Girls decide they'll never really want again
I think I kept it on sentimental grounds
But those feelings have crescendoed
And my red faded to yellow
And I know that I have let go now