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I am just an idiot who believed

love could save me

I am covered in dirt

while I ask for someone's hand

Love won't change me

I have to change for love


I loved you too much

I absorbed your existence

into me 

and it suffocated your love 

for me

and now I cannot 

even look at my reflection

'cause I know how you see me now

and it makes me despise myself

more than ever

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