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should , the fucker , die ?

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well , if it is how paradise looks like ,
no .
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this is for you . . .
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so it, s been goodbye for two hours now ,
and this is the point during the night , where i, d scream
at you that this is all wrong ,
that nothing was supposed to be this way .
if i thought even just a little part of you didn, t want this ,
i, d still be thinking of how to say « come home »
in every fucking language ever spoken .
you see , we weren, t meant to be friends ,
maybe we weren, t even meant to be in each, s lives at all ,
maybe we found each other accidentally and
somehow the natural order of things has been shifted just
a little bit out of place , because love existed
where it shouln, t have .
the facts are this :
i don, t know what it is that was supposed to happen here ,
but i can firmly tell you with all of my heart
that we are not supposed to be friends .
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i, m not the autor of the text ( for once ) .
cass sent it to me .
she read it somewhere .
and we both loved it .