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I was there and will always be there peeping through your window,
Gazing at your hazel-colored iris.
And now that you have been liking some other girl,
My heart feels like it was tattered into pieces.
Yeah, I know.
They look cute together.
Lend me a hand and assist me in walking those tough roads of agony along infinity,
For I have mistaken to fall unto him this much.