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| I have died. Killed by the one I loved. Killed by a blow that I didn't see coming, never expecting that to happen. I'm sorry if you thought that I was laughing with the situation. It's my way to hide the pain. I'm sorry if I didn't fought enough 4 our love. I'm sorry that I didn't seem to care, but believe me I've never felt so bad after a break-up. Never... I'm sorry that we can't be together anymore. I hope you may be happy one day while I'll be sitting in a corner crying an thinking of the best time of my life... Johndead |
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| Pain made to order |