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one chance is all I need
to make things right this time I've begged and cried under your cold, unfogiving gaze past memories flood my mind as realisation comes to pass everything you ever said turned out to be a lie I didn't need you to tell me that I was good at something I depended on you, heart and soul and that was my only mistake all my memories of us have been influenced by your manipulating mind and that was your only mistake
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