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I like her so much
And at night I cry I don’t think she likes me anymore. The cuts are getting deeper, I’m starting to realize she has moved on. She avoid me and we don’t talk I feel as if I’m dead. I am nothing without her But still nothing with. I hate this, It gets on my nerves. Why cant this be easy For me and her.
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