Predictable

Everywhere I go, everyone I meet, every time I try to fall in love.. They all want to know, why I'm so broken? Why am I so cold? Why I'm so hard inside? Why am I scared? What am I afraid of? I don't even know! This story's never had an end. I've been waiting, I've been searching, I've been hoping, I've been dreaming you would come back. But I know the ending of this story. You're never coming back! Never!


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