Salvation
I was miserable
I shattered with rejection
But later I realized
That I was despicable
And that his action was a form of salvation
By saving him and me
Salvation
I was miserable
I shattered with rejection
But later I realized
That I was despicable
And that his action was a form of salvation
By saving him and me
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