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I love you,
Sometimes I love you so much that I get mad,
And get mad at me for being mad at you,
But you're no longer in my life.


You're the reason of my hole,
Although...
You're also the only one that could, one time, fill it.

You were my everything,
And it's not exactly your fault that now I'm only this empty bottle, having this loneliness feeling that I can't get rid off,
But...
I guess...
I have to blame someone-

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