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I hate this feeling,of being alone. With nowhere to go and nobody to hold. But should i care what others think when theres only one person i love. I regret what i did and i wish i could change what has happened. But know it's over. Do you hate me for it or are you to proud to see that it was you who made me do it. Know things have changed and i've come to see that you're just a piece of my past,a single fragment of glass that scratches beneath my eyes. One thing i'll never forget is the day i started to love you and hate you. I may sound down but in a twist i'm glad. Finally i'm fine and i know...that i'm never alone...
I hate this feeling,of being alone. With nowhere to go and nobody to hold. But should i care what others think when theres only one person i love. I regret what i did and i wish i could change what has happened. But know it's over. Do you hate me for it or are you to proud to see that it was you who made me do it. Know things have changed and i've come to see that you're just a piece of my past,a single fragment of glass that scratches beneath my eyes. One thing i'll never forget is the day i started to love you and hate you. I may sound down but in a twist i'm glad. Finally i'm fine and i know...that i'm never alone...
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