Just don't

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why did you do it?

what did i do?

was it the emojis?

or my letters to you?

why did you run out onto that road?

when you could see the truck with the big heavy load?

you just dont know what its like,

to be left in the grey

i had to do it

i had to follow you

my heart is full of too much love,

 to watch you get killed too.

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