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There are no prospects for love, It has a detrimental effect on work, Why don't I get a helping hand when I fall? Where did you go when I so desperately need support? You left me at the bottom and replaced me with a rich one, DID YOU CALL IT LIMITLESS LOVE? I REGRET THAT I GOT CAUGHT BY YOU, I REALIZED THAT ALL THE MONEY I MADE WAS WHAT YOU ABUSED, FUCK, YOU BROUGHT ME TO THE LOOP, You are not a girl, you are a prostitute, All you need is the rich man and his wallet, It's like you shot me in the heart, but there is still a bullet, It's so painful to pull it out, What is the probability that you will not leave the guy with whom you are now, for the richer one? I THINK ONE HUNDRED PERCENT I don't see any prospect of love, This isn't mutual cooperation, this is mental torture, Constant paranoia and feelings of betrayal, Why should I feel these feelings again, with a cobbled hope of sticks and mud? I've heard many stereotypes, One of which was the obligation to have a child, Why should I have a maggot? I'm selfish, I don't consider the presence of my own child an object of pride, I'm too greedy so I will never be lavish, I'm sure that most people will gnaw the throats for the fact that I'm not right, BUT I WILL DISAPPOINT 'EM, I ABSOLUTELY AIN'T CARE
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