The man I loved he died, there is no big deal, just died.
Asking me if I got broken heart?
Oh no, no no no, I'm not that weak.
Asking me why?
He is the gone boy, and it's gone with him.
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One day I realized.
The one I loved so, will killed by me,
Truly died, because of me.
I am guilty.
Intention: