I am so fucking angry.
Why is Your way always the hardest.
Why does it hurt the most.
And why don't I have a choice.
I don't want this.
But the clock keeps ticking,
and there's nothing I can do.
How can you expect me to let it all go,
when I'm immersed in memory,
and it's bittersweet.
I hate You.
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