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If all the things I loved and lost I miss you most. When I stare in the mirror, I feel your ghost. On the worst of days in subtle ways I feel ashamed. To know I couldn't have your soul, be the one that's saved. I feel to blame. Some birds aren't meant to be caged. To think I couldn't feel your pain. See you at the end of days. Nothing gold can ever last Always destined for a crash. Violence ends in dying young A knife, a needle, or a gun. I remember From Letras Mania