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I feel something inside of me. Something hurt me very match.
I can´t cry, Because it shud not bee right.
And if my tears falling down, what shod happen then?
You never coming back, you have leave me forever and ever !
And I most smile, I most feel grate.
Just so you think so, just so you not think that I am sad over that you did do.
And yes, its feel grate first, but now, I don´t know.
I am so angry over my selves, I hate my selves for that I shoose.
I shod never shoos that, I shod never feel so for you, never !
But, I shosed you, and I LOVED you. But then you make me cry, you make it hurt.
And now I can´t cry, because you only lafing when I cry.
It hurts inside of me, yes it do.
But if I cry, what happening then ?
You never come back, you never loved me, even not liked me.
You just played with me, and whant me to cry.
So you are not word my tears ho folling down from my eyes.
You are not word my heart, that you took.
I whant just say - Good Bye förverer.
But how, how shod I do that ?
I can´t cry, Because it shud not bee right.
And if my tears falling down, what shod happen then?
You never coming back, you have leave me forever and ever !
And I most smile, I most feel grate.
Just so you think so, just so you not think that I am sad over that you did do.
And yes, its feel grate first, but now, I don´t know.
I am so angry over my selves, I hate my selves for that I shoose.
I shod never shoos that, I shod never feel so for you, never !
But, I shosed you, and I LOVED you. But then you make me cry, you make it hurt.
And now I can´t cry, because you only lafing when I cry.
It hurts inside of me, yes it do.
But if I cry, what happening then ?
You never come back, you never loved me, even not liked me.
You just played with me, and whant me to cry.
So you are not word my tears ho folling down from my eyes.
You are not word my heart, that you took.
I whant just say - Good Bye förverer.
But how, how shod I do that ?
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