I envy this girl who hurt your feelings and distracts you from me.
I envy the pain she gave you.
I envy her because she made you feel.
I never made you feel.
To me you were like a rock.
A paper weight could have been more useful.
Can you feel this what I am feeling now? No you can't.
It's like cancer. Every breath I take hurts.
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