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Dec 2017
You fiend.
How could I have trusted you?
Everything we've been through for what?
A punch in the chest, and not expected to get one back?
Telling me that all of that time was a waste?
Four years I called you a friend.
Now, you have the audacity to apologize to me?
What a joke, honestly.
Take your regret, and get out of my head.
Written by
Thepillar  21/M/Italia
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