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He is the poison in my veins.

He is the reason that I'm a shell.

He is the reason that I am broken. 

He is the cause of all the pain. 

I was in a trance for so long.

Hypnotized by your vile love.

Used by someone whose love was not returned.

I try to hate you.

I know that I should.

As much as I hate you, I hate myself even more.

Because I know given a second I would crawl back to you on broken glass. 

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