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  IT STILL HURTS

                       Days go by

                   The pain does not go away.

        I, with you do not play.

                       I still cry for you.

           A pain I can't ignore. 

            You slammed the door.

              It made a loud roar.

                        Yes, it's true.

                         I am still blue.

          What did that you have to do?

                       I look at the sky and I ask why.

                       Why oh why did you have to go.

                     I did everything I could possibly do for you.

                 Yes, it's true.