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You're not the reason, part two
4 reviewsI lied, I know exactly where this came from. Fuck, I sound like a romantically sad Juliet, but really I just have an overactive imagination.
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I've got something to tell you.
I'm a filthy fucking liar. You're everything I said you weren't.
I try to hate you, I try my hardest to convince myself that you're not the reason, yet
You are my reason.
But I'm not yours.
And that makes me want to give up, because if I can't have you, then I really don't want to look at you.
I'm a filthy fucking liar. You're everything I said you weren't.
I try to hate you, I try my hardest to convince myself that you're not the reason, yet
You are my reason.
But I'm not yours.
And that makes me want to give up, because if I can't have you, then I really don't want to look at you.
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