When the story ends you wish you could read it again, when the song is done playing you play it back and start swaying, when she breaks your heart throwing it onto the hard concrete floor you'll still go back to her and beg her to come back because you liked it while it lasted but now its never going to be again I'm for your misery my friend.
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