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Love Me Not

Quite often, you make me feel as if I am some sort of inferiority
I’m not entirely sure as to how you manage to make me so sad,
And the guilt of blaming something on you for an unknown reason eats away at me piece by piece
I’m left to wonder which one of us is the villain in this pair –
You, for obliviously hurting me day by day,
Or me, for being selfish and needy
I guess this is an answer better left unsaid
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