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You make me do,

Something I don’t want to,

Hurting me everyday,

For something I never intended to do.

Why then it makes me feel so bad,

Breaking the heart in pieces sad,

Tell me why should I do it then,

Making you and me both feel bad.

Only if we could start over again,

With no expectations or pain,

Would it be same even then,

Leading to this moment over and over again.


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