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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Imagine a time when we didn’t spend every day of our lives together. We would be broken and sad, missing something we never had. I have to be fair—that’s a lie; you won’t miss me, not even if you try. Loving me must have been hard, because if it hadn’t been, you would have done it right. Love, I hate to think about you every time I hear these four vocals clashed together, sounding right. All at once, everything changes. I just wanted to stay together with my baby. Like ice melting apart, you broke me when you stopped loving me, like a cockroach not worth love Why the hell would I love you or think about you if I don’t even want to? Anyway, no matter what’s next, there will be someone else. You had every right to stop loving me, but you could have also told me to go ahead and try to die. Same things all my life: gaining something just so I could fight and lose again what I tried to win. Likely to move on, but not to stay strong. Only you—that is what I want till the end of my life. Very lonely, I stay all the time, all alone with no one by my side . Everyone’s leaving me: family and friends, till I am burned out and gone. Yelling achieves nothing for me, but I wouldn’t even if I could express feelings like this. Over every person in my life, I’d choose death just to escape the love I hate. United in pain—that is what real friendship means.
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