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Sometimes I still miss you

But no matter how much it hurts

I would never want again to be with you

Even if it hurts not to be

When I am, it hurts more for me

Either way, it hurts

Either way, I cry

Either way, summer will always die

Just like the love between you and I

Summer will never last

It never does

It ever will

 Why is it that everyone falls in love in the summer

When they know summer will always end

Even if they pretend


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