One day passes...another begins...and your still not here...and that makes me cringe...
What made you go...was it me? ...was it you? ...was it us? ...what made you leave and not feel this pain too? ...
Now you look so happy...but I know you...like you know me...and so I know there is pain you are going through...
Real stuff that hurts you and me...drugs, money, women, family...
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