Something You Should Know About Me
You killed yourself and didn't think of me. I can't blame you for that, and yet I do, For now your pain becomes my legacy. What agony impelled you not to be? I loved you-wasn't that enough for you? You killed yourself and didn't think of me, Nor saw through my eyes what you made me see, Nor cared about my life when yours was through. And now your pain becomes my legacy, And I must fight to keep my sanity, For what you did defines what must be true
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