What can I say to you, that hasn't already been said a million times before? So now that you're gone is it my time to hurt, your time to flirt. 
Come read the book I wrote the pages say I'm sorry but it's not a happy story. 
I just need some time because sometimes you hurt, answer me first. Sleep well today because tonight it will be, our catastrophe.
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