Ask my friends,
How I am each day,
I doubt they'll have,
Any good to say,
I try not to feel,
Just an empty shell,
But inside my heart,
I'm burning in Hell,
Don't want to love you,
But I cannot seem to change,
Yet every time I see you,
Brings back all the pain,
Your really not worth it,
My head says to me,
but my heart and soul,
Profoundly disagree,
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