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"...Strike-
A match against my heart
Yet quickly you deny that spark
You lit it,
And left it there to die,
Oh why, is it
So hard to admit?
Maybe that's just it, 
You're a quiter,
Gave up on everything
A let down, a sell out...
I guess it isn't hard to leave
But maybe if you turned and saw me
Standing here
Maybe if you stood without a trace of fear
It wouldn't be so hard to stand
A pillary of what we used to have..."