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You said you loved me.

You LIED

You said I was special.

You LIED

You said I was everything.

You LIED

You left me...

You became famous...

You never came back...

You never called...

You forgot all about me...

You started this...

You will pay...

You will end...

But everyone else must go first...

Their blood will be on your hands...

You brought this on them...

Good bye Harry Styles.

~With Love Mary

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