She tried her very best to leave but the louder she shouts to the whole world that she’ll leave me, the more that it’s hard to let go – why? Is it me that she draws upon with great amity? Or am I just a piece of her wanted nobody...answer me Mister Webster for they say you hold every definition to unanswered terms. Answer me so that I can end this brain-wasting fallacy? Mind me or not, it’s just the same. Do you understand this? This or these? Which word should I use to match up the other axioms that will confuse every reader reading this…
Tranquilizing every term that would sedate my heart to what I feel, please make me abscond from this fantasy, from this banquet of false emotion.
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