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"i think i'm over you now."

  she says with a timid, desperate voice.

"i think i can finally live without you."

But in her heart, she screams.



"You f&cking bastard.

You low-life piece of sh#t.

You destroyed me.

You killed me.

  How could you do this to me

  I cared for you, gave you my

  heart my life my trust my love

devoted my time and let you

into my soul for,...

for what?"



But she instead drops her head

and turns it all inward, {coward}

and learns to blame

  and hate herself instead.



Oh, but isn't she doing a fine job with

"i think i'm over you now."