a question

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How could you do it?
How could you say what you said?
Then walk away, intact?
While I descended into hell
And fought for my way back

How could you sleep?
How could you look?
In the mirror each day
Knowing all you had done
And then got up and run
Leaving my whole world turning black?

How could you retrace your steps?
To a love that was dead
And leave me to rot in the pit
You’re a coward for sure
Well your future’s secure
And it’s one full of loathing
…and dread

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