I could take it all,
but I ain’t gonna be the same
I changed, for worse,
for there is only hate that’s left.
I could be OK,
but I met you not long ago -
the One I shouldn’t have ever met
and turned to stone forever more.
I wanted out
of the evil spell you had.
I took the gun and fired it at your deceitful eyes –
and here I’m bleeding – shot, but free…
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