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The way he is
The way his brown eyes watch me
 Makes me want to die
 The way he talks to her 
 Makes me want to cry
 The way he looks at me
 Makes me want to hide
 They way he walks away from me 
 Makes me want to fly
 The way he regrets his time with me
 Makes me cry
 The way he lies to me 
 Makes me hide 
 The way he is always in my mind 
 Makes me leave the place of the room
 The way he doesn’t love me
 Makes me die
 I am a crying, hiding, hurting, dying, heartbroken girl. 
 It’s his entire fault and he knows it
 If you find me dead it’s his fault
 For loving her instead of me

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