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Breaking


She's standing there, all alone... She doesn't know where to go. Can you hear her crying? Can't you see the way she's dying!? He was lying, she was trying, but all that happened was this fighting! No one cares, so she doesn't share, it was driving her crazy... She wouldn't dare. She can't find the words, to us her love is so obsurd! She use to be very happy, now her life just seems so crappy. She use to sing herself to sleep telling herself "HE LOVES ME :3!" Now... Well, she isn't singing that's for sure, he took her voice there's no more words. She loves him still, no one knows how much. No one would believe her, she shouldn't love as such.
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