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Alone


Dear "Lover," 

late nights, crying fits. 

you should know why i'm like this. 

i suppose i'm better off on my own. 

i'm used to being alone.

 

i've been running through the dark just to give you love. 

i guess the love i give isn't enough. 

i know you're better out there on your own. 

i'm used to being alone. 

 

 

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