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Title: It's not my fault

by Vesa from London | in writing, poetry

You try to change me,
Take away my identity,
Make me who I'm not.
Well I won't change,
Not for you not for no-one.
I will not apologize
I will not regret it
I will not give in
I will not love you
You are supposed to love me
Then why are you doing this?
In the end it doesn't matter
Because I don't love you
And
I never will

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Someone who I now hate but have to spend everyday with.

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