They say you only hurt the
ones you really love, then
I am guilty and condemned.
The words I've hurled, the
thoughts unsaid;
my heart was an ocean and in
its depths you I drowned.
And what hurts most is
sitting next to you with
your blood on my hands.
And you are innocent,
unaware that my fingers have
put a dagger in your back.
I know there are things we
say we'll never do, but
I think of Peter's tears and
I cry too
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