Do you remember that day?
When I was so clean, so pure.
It's hard for me to say
Pure? I'm no longer sure.
You used me as a rag,
Wipe, stain, then toss it out.
All the thing's I could've had
Lost, and never to be found.
Now, you may have beat me,
But you will never win.
I won't be found weeping,
I'll kill you for your sin.
Maybe one day they'll find you
Dead,
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