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I've been walking in shoes laced with poison.
Through a grave of your distraction.

Looking over seems like something is missing.
I have burned a hole in your conscience.

I'm so sorry I didn't mean what I said.
I still love you, screams the architect of us.

I've tried to tell you with these words, that I love,
And I'm sorry. I am sorry.