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you're like that mistake,
that happened when I was drunk.
you're that love,
that happened out of blue during autumn.
you're that piece of me,
I've given up on.
you're that chapter of my life,
that I'd hide between a million pages.
you're that song,
I never want to hear again.
you're that flower,
that I dislike the most
and yet
I love you.
and yet,
I could take a bullet for you.
and yet,
I could commit a thousand sins,
just to be there with you.

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