Illusion
I see you
as you talk to him
or as I see you
argue until the end
I stand here
seeing the whole thing
thinking it was my fault
for destroying a being
I ever intended
for you to fight
it was my fault
it's not a lie
I had to get her
to come back home
I hated you guys fighting
I hated to know
that you guys blamed
yourselves, and it hurt me
only in a way
that made my life living hell
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