Murder of Me

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Why do you love to hurt me?

Why do you still need me?

Everytime I do something, it's wrong

Why am I the one to blame!

when you are the one behind the wheel?

Now I have to live with this guilt forever!

I am left with a hole through my heart, because you shot me with the gun of words

Now I am dead inside

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