While regretting what I did to you,
I know it was for the best,
My life will be horrid,
Each day as the rest,
For I have too many scars from the world,
And people out to get me,
I don't want them to hurt you,
As they have done to me,
I did what I had to do,
To save you from my fate,
No matter how attached I get,
I need to break away,
So you can have a good life,
As I bare my cross,
But I am willing to accept it,
For you to live with love.
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