You wish to validate your sorrows.
In a misery that loves company.
And you wonder why you have not heard from me?
I've been too busy living.
Freeing myself from an empathy...
You have become too dependent upon.
And unhappy you become,
When I do not express with you...
A grief we both can agree.
To feed a craving like an addicted need.
That's why you have not heard from me.
I'm sticking to my rehabilitation.
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