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You said I was the reason you would continue to fight
You said without me you would die
You constantly cried and cried
You constantly hated your life
But I never imagined I'd actually lose you
Now I've lost my reason to fight
Now without you I might die
Now I constantly cry
Now I constantly hate my life
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