the way we were
The way we were back then...
just need to go back,
The way i loved you...
i miss it...
The way you made me laugh...
it's not the same...
The way we talked...
We dont talk anymore,
Feel like you hate me...
Still stuck when i first met you...
just want to die NOW!!!
you make me feel death...
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