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"i have a confession to make.

i may have tripped while i was following you.

i may have drowned in the ocean while your eyes caught me staring.

i may have written down all the things you told me and read them late at night.

i may have tricked myself into a situation that could swallow up my heart.

will you forgive me? will you lie for the sake of my pain?
or will you torment me silently? and then tell me that you have a confession to make?"

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