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every word i said that day
i reminisce
but i beg the devil to cut the ropes
because every thought of what's now gone hurts so much
more than I'd ever imagine

and it makes no sense
i knew it would never last
because it couldnt
it was bad for both of us
but knowing it was wrong made it feel even more right

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