my deepest fear was to be separated,
from the soul that craves me the most,
To be stabbed,
by the one who claims my love,
To be broken,
by the one who came into my life.
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You want me to hate you? Easy. now you will see how my love for you will turn into hate and that will not gonna change again.... I did not mean that. listen hey babe?...