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I think I already lost you

I think you’re already gone

Oh, I missed you so much but,

What’s the problem?

If it’s my fault..



You’re gone

Maybe this time, I can kill me

Tearin’ your life,

Pushing you away

And I’m, so sorry

Now, I have nothin’ left.