It hurts

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You want something so bad
You need it
You hope for it but can't have
You are alone
You believe so
You look at your phone
With no texts to hold
There are tears falling
With no need to stop
You want it but only with a cost
You get used and have it
Or
You love yourself but be alone
What might come out of it

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