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I used to love music.
Now I have to force myself to listen.

Trying to get comfortable in it again.
The notes....
The harmony...

They're all flat.
Trying to resist the urge to cry.

I'm still sad.
No matter how much i pretend to not be.
I'm still upset with myself

And it'll be like that until it's not.
See I haven't forgiven myself for what I've done to you.

I never want to disappoint anyone else like that in my life.
Im sorry for what I did to you.


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