He did it again
It’s struck again
The pain of a fourth time
All I did was care
You shot me down again
With your hurtful words
But in the dark
There was a beckon
With a mighty shove
To the light I was driven
Your deceit was not allowed to sit
The flesh not marred by things said
Because of an angle in the form of a friend
The light of the new day
Shall shine once again
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