THERES BEAUTY IN THE BREAKDOWN. WHY WAS HE SUCH A LETDOWN? HE TURNED AWAY WHEN I CAME BY, HE DID NOT COMFORT ME WHEN I DID CRY. HE SAID HE LOVED ME BUT THAT WAS A LIE, HE NEVER CARED, HE DIDNT CARE BECAUSE OF HIS SO CALLED 'REPUTATION'. HE USED TO MAKE ME HAPPY, BUT NOW I SEE THAT THAT COULDNT BE, FOR MY LOVE WAS NEVER GIVEN BACK TO ME. HE HURT ME, USED ME, LIED TO ME, NEVER EVEN CARED, AND ALL I EVER DID WAS LOVE HIM. AND AGAIN, I GET NOTHING IN RETURN.
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