Guilt

That feeling of guilt is here again 

The dead, died yet I’m free now 

I should’ve been there 

I should’ve saved one 

Or two or three it wouldn’t matter so long 

So long as I could say I saved them 

From the death that came for them 

From the death that ended it all 

From the life they missed 

From the life I live 

From the life of both the young and old 

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