Alas my friend I have been blind.
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But count on this, friend, I won't let go again.
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It is a pain to see the plague produced by apathy.
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To see you locked and bound, you plead. To see me grasp the key.
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Compassion is foreign while the tears of the broken lavish me.
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Souls in anguish die, and only hell they find.
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The truth to bring the peace they seek is haunting me.
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I'm haunted by the fact that I neglected every time you cried
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I'm haunted by the fact I concealed the truth you need inside.
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I'm the one to blame.
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Will I grasp the reality that my comfort has blessed the killing?
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My own eyes agree of my numbing to society around me.
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I can't take this; you're dying. While I watch you trying.
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Every breath you heave proclaims the rejection I've conceived.
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I'd hate to be the one that's not there when you cry in sorrow.
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I'd hate to be the one to watch you die tomorrow.
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I doubt that you are strong enough to survive forever, inside forever.
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I'd hate to be the one to watch you die.
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Haunted
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