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Unique I sang the sad song over and over,
the one that says I messed up,
and that I am truly sorry,
I did the worst I could possibly do,
and because of that you are so sickened,
sickened by the thoughts
that you once subconsciously subdued,
Here is the chorus,
the enigmatic prelude,
the sad ending scene in a movie,
the one the actors play so foolishly,
but this isn't a movie,
this is real life,
what are we to do in times of trouble and strife?
No matter how perfect the movie portrays the scene,
we can't live life like what we see....
