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when the tears stream down. that's when the words come out. not intricately planned or thought through. i never meant to do this to you. only when it was just a seed inside me; i should've kicked it out. now you see, it's out of control, taking over me. honestly, i'm not sure who is to blame. all i want is to cease this relentless reminder of pain. 

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