An uncomfortable feeling.
A scream into the night.
You make me feel miserable.
So I cry and I fight.
First I spit you out.
And then I cough you up.
I really try to forget you.
But it looks like you never stop.
An unprepared feeling.
A future that’ll never come true.
Even how much I hate this all.
I keep loving you..
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