Interlude: Blame

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Words are useless to express

Mines now gone is a great rest

I have nothing to give

And everything to receive

It is pathetic now you left

I guess I did leave me

But was it really all you?

Am I that innocent?

Did I not steal a cent?

Was it all done by you?

I am not sure

Insecure

I gave in to you

I could have not been with you

I should have not turned around

I should have not seen you smile

I should have my brain on the ground

I should have run a mile

I should have

I should have

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