oof..

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The memories keep playing on loop
When you hugged me
An told me you love me
When you picked me up
An looked into my eyes
And telling me that I'm the one for you
When you put me to bed
Hugging me tightly
And whispering
Those lovely words I love ya heard
Fuck!
It hurts to remember
Those cursefull dreadfully memories
Because now I know
You where just spitting out lies
Your lovely actions
Where driven by your guilt
You couldn't help your self
You had to help that small person
Left for dead on the road.
You had to take them in
An give them hope
So you can watch
Their live drain from their eyes
So you can hear them plea
Plea for you to stop an come back
Even tho they are dying slowly.
And I hate you for that.

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