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[luv2rebel]

What a shame
I hadn't committed back then.
At least I would've known
I was loved for and you cared.

When I ran down
Away to vine,
What an awful shame
I hadn't died.

What a huge shame
Tht I lived to this day
I wish I'd expired
And wouldn't feel this pain.

Rejection burns.
Like a match to my skin.
Cuz what hurts the most
Is the fact you're not here.