after I cried I waited for it to get better.
I waited for it to get easier.
I waited for it to go away.
I wanted to forget.
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I can still smell you.
I can still feel you.
I can still taste you.
I still love you.
but.........
I hate you so much.
Even now
You still scare me.
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