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Guilt:

I said I love you,
You knew I begged you,
But what does the world do?
It hurts you.
Just the way you did to me,
I am not even mad,
I'm glad
You got a taste of your own medicine,
You lost yourself,
You drowned in your own guilt,
You regretted leaving me.
Well guess what babe,
I'm never coming back.

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