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Jan 2014
I believe,
All along you were a waste.
I believe that you,
Have been a hypocrite since day one.
Expecting me to change,
Not knowing my love is only yours.
Knowing there was no air,
between Us.
I need not,
Crawl to what you do not understand,
is already mine.
Knowing I yearned your wrath every,
I said every,
Last breath of air I take.
Now you see?
You were an actor of first,
Deceitful piece of garbage.
You don't love me.
You never did.
As much love as I have,
I deserve forgiveness,
countless amounts of time.
Leave
get away from me,
Only when you die and,
let God explain,
How much
time you should have wasted trying
to make it work.

®*K.S
Love is part of Hate
Balaguer
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Balaguer
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