Fifty Seven

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Blame me for everything,
When you once swore I was a dream.
Tell me it's all my fault;
Bring my life to a halt.
Yell and scream at me
Because it was never meant to be.
Promise that you hate me
And I will forever cease to be.
Lay me in my bed
And say you wish me dead.
Say you'll break my heart
But know I've loved you from the start.

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