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I've said to myself before,
that the first time i cried cos of you,
would also be the last...
but i cried again.

I might have been stubborn,
but even if it's your fault,
you make it sound like my fault,
not only once, but everytime.
you apologised not more than 3 times.
and you made it sound like it was my fault.
it's too late
cos the wounds you left in me couldn't heal.

yesterday purely burning things
& i've imagined,
i've burnt the memories,
& i've imagined
that you were that peice of paper that i've burnt

tears wasted.
apologises heard,
but all it's too late.
i've been hurt too much, because of you
i wonder if i'll still talk to you

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& another thing.
for another person...
i'm sorry i've broke your heart..
too many things happened, these few days.

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i wonder if i'll get back onto my feet again.