You said I embaress you.
I make you grossed out.
I make you stick up for me.
I make you want to kill yourself.
Why do I do that?
How do I do that?
Do you hate me?
I piss you off.
You are my twin.
My closest friend.
Know you hate me.
When you said that to me,
It killed me.
My tears are none stop.
I guess I ruined your life.
I guess you don't want anything to do with me.
But can't you see your killing me?
I can't sleep at night knowing that you hate me.
Knowing that I make you want to kill yourself.
So why don't I make your life better,
By killing myself.
No one would miss me.
No one would care.
But the last thing i'd say,
is I love you.
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