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I knew the rumors would hurt me someday,
though I never knew how much.
My heart is breaking again.
I've found him and now he's leaving again.
I'm dying inside, but he doesn't care.
Three days lost in his presence
But now he turns away from me.
My body on fire, I'm being burned alive.
The air of my spirit makes the flames grow.