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  No magic words to say that would change your mind. No secret wishes to send that would change how you feel. No more late night embraces that would ease the pain. No more. No more. So this is how it is now. Another sad song. Another night. Another day.

  I love you but Fuck You! No, no, I don't really mean that. (Scratch out the Fuck You! part).