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Often

When

I

Close

My

Eyes

I

Replay,

Reinact

My

Own

Death.

I

Look

At

Everyone's

Remorseful

Faces.

I

Want

To

Yell

In

Their

Faces.

Scream:

'I

Told

You

So.'

'You're

Too

Late

Now,

I'm

Never

Coming

Back.'

'Don't

Bother

Apologising.

I

Won't

Be

There

To

Forgive

You,

Remember?'

Despite

The

Selfishness.

Sometimes

Guilt

Subsides

When

There

Is

Too

Much

Hate.

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