I keep writing you back all the time and all of it just because I broke my silence for once, just because I couldn't handle it for a second more, people wouldn't let me handle it my way.
People keep throwing me to the ground so gently I have no time to put my hands in protection before I smack my face on the dirt. And it's all about love...
You have no right to dream about me. You have no right to make me feel I'm yours, not ever, never again. Shit, in truth you hate me.
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