Today you talk again,
The word that never get realized,
The word that change every time,
Why it must be different every time?
Me to you,
Does it hold any meaning?
Me to you,
Why you treated me like a thing?
I want to close my eyes,
Run away and hide,
Scared till I question myself,
Is this all my fault?
I am hurting,
But I hate letting you go,
It really hurt,
But I have to let myself go.
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