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Im fighting the impulse

to sit there and cry

why did I do this

can I say goodbye.



Can I really hurt you

my love is like pain

that burns deep inside you

for lack of a name.



And no one can save me

they cant from myself

these feelings inside me

not good for my health.



So I smoke in the cancer

and lay myself open

to all that you give me

and feel no emotion.