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If you do not trust me, as you should Forever I’ll delightedly leave. Sitting in silence is not the way; For what would you hope to achieve? I’d rather always succumb to nothing
I do not want you anymore. Why are you still here? Clogging up my pores, clogging up my hairs, follicles, and fears. You want my tears? Well, you can't even have those.