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Hates long bus rides, where I have to hold in my tears

I hate myself for not being able to hate you.I hate myself for still worrying about you.I hate myself for still caring about you.I hate myself for still loving you.Most of all, I hate long bus rides, where I have to hold in my tears...  Why must you think it is a chore for me to make you happy, when whenever I make you happy, that makes me happy? 

 

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