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I hate that you don't love me


I hate that you don't love me

I hate that I can't make you

I hate that I'm not worth your time

 

If only you could see

How much I've turned blue

Why is loving you such a crime?

 

You're perfect in my eyes, but I'm nothing in yours 

What hurts the most is that you cared

I had a taste of everything I dreamt of

And nothing I can get 

You whispered sweet nothings in my ear

Filled my head with hope

 

I thought you were different

But everyone's just the same...

A piece of shit. 

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