I can see the life fading in your eyes. You keep saying you are sorry but it is not your fault. You may have held the knife that you stabbed into your gut but in the end it was I who created this pain and ultimately your death.

I can see the life fading in your eyes. You keep saying you are sorry but it is not your fault. You may have held the knife that you stabbed into your gut but in the end it was I who created this pain and ultimately your death.
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