I saw it.
I knew it.
I realize it.
Just,
I don't want to surrender.
But by this time, when I catch that glimpse,
I knew I had no choice but to put a white flag to you.
I'm totally defeated. I'm lost.
You won, but you hurt me badly.
If you really think I'm NOTHING to you, don't treat me so good then.
The better you treat me, the more it hurts, the more I can't escape from it.
My resistance is bad. You KNEW that.
So,
please help me.
Goodbye.
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