You. How's life for you ?
Mine, still that high class felony.
It took me years to comprehend
and to understand my life
I shut myself behind the doors for so long.
A little too long , that is.
Sorry for you that things about me are progressing
ever since I stood up from the day you pushed me down.
Count yourself lucky not to get stained by my tears
that ugly night.
O' dull my life and now
It's your turn to cry
times worst than how I cried for
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....
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your never coming back.