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Only if ...

Sometimes its better to be on the darker side of the lake for the greater good. 
No matter how much it hurts, no matter how much you care, no matter how much you want to say what's in your heart; You just had to let go and be the villain in someone else's story!

But inside, you are broken. Guilty of a crime you didn't commit. At times, when you try to make way for others to pass by, you might be digging your own grave but this is what it is, you have to endure it.

Sometimes your heart needs more time to accept something that your mind already knows... 

But this is how the story goes... but only if I could rewrite it a better way. I would!




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