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I was too young for the hurt.
I was too young for the love,
The betrayal.
The lonely.
The wishing for an end.

Maybe I did it to myself.
Maybe I was in the wrong,
I made you do it.
Maybe there's no one to blame.
Maybe it was at the hands of time.





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