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It's too late Though I'm supposed to love you I permeate with hate the weight of what you've done to me turns feelings into fate
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Mar 19, 2025
Mar 19, 2025 at 2:56 PM UTC
Good Night
It's too late Though I'm supposed to love you I permeate with hate the weight of what you've done to me turns feelings into fate
#pain
#god
#apostasy
#cruelty
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Mar 19, 2025
Mar 19, 2025 at 2:56 PM UTC
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