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When love turns to hate,
There's no going back.

When love turns to hate,
A glimpse of you make me dead.

Oh yes i know now,
That you simply let me go,
Left me unexplained.

Oh yes I'm fine now,
Fine eversince I've been freed,
Free from the chain of suffers.

I wont held the pain in,
I'll tried to swallow the pain in,
Oh yes I'm such a mess.

You make me cray,
Oh yes, you and no others.
You destroyed me,
You make me suffer,
You give me all the pain,
With just simple promises that turn into lies.

Oh yes, my dear please stop with your game.


~25th April

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