For you do not understand this meaning
Realize your mistake
Inside of me is this grieving
Everlasting bittersweet taste
Never hold such terrible grudges
Deny nothing but the hate
She is someone I'd like to light with matches
Here I scoff at such words that bleed from my mouth
It's not like I want to do any harm
Please care not what I've done but what I am trying to become
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