No stranger to heartache
A friend of grief and sorrow
Rejection is well-known
You can throw the first stone
You would never guess this
Because I am quite content
All these things I embrace
Even the ill disgrace
People are all different
It does not matter to me
They can say what they want
I don't mind how they taunt
Life is such a sick game
We often look with disdain
Poking until they bleed
Heartache is a disease
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