Post Depression Nap

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I tried,
And I tried,
And I tried,

And I still hate you.

Everybody loves you.
Your pretty hair and pretty eyes.
At one point I thought you gave me hope.

That I loved you.

But I regret that whole part of my life because it was all given to you.

Your toxic lies and toxic love was what I craved, but I should have walked away before you decided I wasn't enough.

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