and i cried for my self. and i blame myself for letting someone conquering me. for letting someone taking me for granted. for letting my own lives being tied. as i dont even know how to confess about what i feel and what i want to be.
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and i cried for my self. and i blame myself for letting someone conquering me. for letting someone taking me for granted. for letting my own lives being tied. as i dont even know how to confess about what i feel and what i want to be.
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