I knew inside it wasn't me,
I knew somewhere, you see?
But did it stop the guilt, the obscenities?
No.
Never, did it stop the guilt from seizing me,
for it was me that she accused,
when I thought it was me that she abused.
Accusations were made, and debts were to be paid,
but they were not mine.
She left me without an apology,
only to put our friendship in the hands of monopoly.
Nothing mattered as much as it did now,
yet I couldn't bring myself to see how.
Accusations were made and debts were to be paid,
but they were not mine.
They were not mine.



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