I spend my time crying
In a dark place in my room,
All i can think about is you
Here i am suffering 4 the 1 person i love,
When every tear that slinds down my cheek
Is a memory of you,
But one memory of all that i hate is...
You playing me,
But now when i look at you i feel like crying
Becuase you anit mines no more,
All those happy moments disappear,
All i'm left with is my dispair.
 
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