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Livid(Olym[pic Workshop Anger)
You say you want forgiveness
For all of the wrong you've done
In putting the blame on me
My blood runs cold
At the thought of this
Then begins to do a slow boil
Leaving one
Seriously ill
To fend for themselves alone
Gone from sun to sun
Without so much as a call home
Undergoing so many tests
Not knowing what was wrong
I could have died at anytime
Left ill and on my own
What hurts the most
Is the lie you told
To those that offered their help