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by Darren Apr 24, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
I sit down with good in me But leave with a disease You turned me away with glee You've hurt me, why, tell me please You always cause pain Making conflict and harm You selfishness is plain You kill without being armed One day, no one will chase you And you'll be alone I say this because it is true So don't sob and moan You may write me off now But later you'll regret And you'll fight and howl But you'll never forget