You're Not My Problem
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Não lembro bem do que aconteceu depois daquela conversa e nem quanto tempo passei trancada em meu laboratório, quebrando coisas e chorando. A única coisa de que tive certeza, foi no momento em que entrei em meu quarto e ela não estava lá. Nem suas roupas, nem sua guitarra.
Marceline havia ido embora, deixando apenas a camisa que me dera e algumas fotos que tiramos.
Já eu, havia perdido o amor da minha vida e ficado com um vazio impreenchível em meu peito.
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