It stings like a bee
cuts like kneif
burns like a flame
and finally it kills me.
Your memory that is
it occupies my mind
it consumes me.
You're etched in there
Your cold heart trapped me
yup, its got a tight grasp on me.
Even though I know you've never meant to hurt me
but that doesn't change the fact
that you used and confused me.
I wonder
I really do wonder
what impact did I have on you or your life
if any at all
Do you really miss hearing my advice
or is all that nonsense a lie?
I hate to admit it but
I really did consider you my friend
... too bad that it's not true from both ends
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