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I can't write poems just like before,

I lost my words,

Just like how I lost myself from you,

I can't play words like I used to,

Just like how you play my feelings for you,

I can't find my happiness,

Because you take it away from me,

I hate myself for letting you stay in my life,

I didn't know you were holding a knife,

Ready to ruin my life.



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