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#hurtssomuch
Why did you do it? I didn't know it would hurt you so much. So, if it would hurt me a little bit then it would be alright? Now, come this time every year I can't do anything. You are my can't do anything.
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Feb 26, 2021
Feb 26, 2021 at 5:37 AM UTC
You are my can't do anything
Three small chunks of my soul Ripped right out of my chest           Every weekend        *The same **** thing* The hugs, tears and kisses goodbye                With them The screaming, mistrust and hateful words                With him The pain seems neverending And never getting any better        All the bridges burned    Without           a single                 look                       back But regret can build and build When you realize some bridges              Can't be rebuilt And yet          I can't regret him Or the pain he dealt to me     Cause he helped to create Those three small pieces of my soul           And they may be small       But put together    They create my life as a whole     Every Weekend The same **** thing         And it hurts    Finally having that feeling Like you're actually whole          Then all three pieces              Get             RIPPED        Right out of my soul And until next weekend I cannot feel whole
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Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 3:54 PM UTC
Every Weekend
I'm heartbroken by someone who never really wanted me anyways...
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Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 12:57 PM UTC
HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA (10W)