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I'm hanging on by a thread
because of words that you said

You say you didn't mean it
Don't want to see me cry

There's pain inside my voice
whenever I ask you why?

I knew that you had loved me
when you saw me at first glance

So why did you do these things to me
when I gave you a second chance
Giving this poem a second chance

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