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Mar 2013
The Is No Way I Can Love You,
After All You Have Done To Me,
It Seems Like I Don't Care,
I Pretend That All This Is A Dream,
And That I One Day Finally,
Will Realize What All This Is.
I Feel Like Yelling Loud And Hard,
Like If I Was Been Tortured By Your Own Hands,
I Havent Thought Of How To Tell You,
That I Know That All This Silly Things You Think
Are Good Are Bad.
I Am A Selfish *******,
That Doesn't Want To Let Go,
I Am Stupid For My Selfish Ways.
Written by
Becka Estrada  United States
(United States)   
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