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it wasn't love, it was infatuation. you surely don't treat people you love the same way to treat an average friend. you convince yourself you need me so you can have someone that is willing to get themselves broken, trying to fix you. so everytime you look into my eyes now I can clearly see all the confusion and lies that fill your mind.

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