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He has no clue,
no idea what I go through,
when I hear his name
though I havent seen him in years
He remains the stain upon my shirt.
And with each passing day
it grows a little bit worse.
Awaking me so I may die again.
Stabbings my lungs so i can breath again.
Aiding in this deepening fear
that he and I will never stare
in to that hole together.