They assure me that I’m wrong, perhaps out of fear of what I would do. Maybe they want to wait until they can let me off easy. Could it be I am the only one who is taking notice of it? They are fading. The hole is getting deeper, becoming a never-ending abyss, that can’t be filled by any number of broken promises. Tell me now, because I’ll end up
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if its something else, i wish you'd tell me about it.
but its me i assure you i give no broken promises
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