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is this your revenge on me? now i know that you're like that. hurting me, thinking that i am like sometimes thats broken and rusty. i am useless. this is a sentence that i cant say.
what does he mean? is he trying to forget me too?

is this night dark? i almost cried over you.
im lost in this wound.
my guilty pleasure has gone.
i don't mean this, i don't want this
forgive me...

your wound on your lip hurts you and it will be gone, not like when you almost killed me
without trust. pain and smile circles me

i don't mean this. i don't want this. i never thought that will be like this i know that you dont want me never again