I don't want to utter your name.
I don't want to breathe anything about you.
I'd rather bleed than live next to you.
You don't know the Hate, Anger, Remorse, Unforgiving shit that you called love.
I hate you. I've told you before, I'll tell you again.
Do you remember the day you told me I was the love of your life?
Will you say it to her face again?
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