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I feel the burn deep in my chest Each time I see your face That look of indignation full Of anger, hurt and shame But tell me sister what was done That caused you so much pain? The burden lies so heavily Upon my restless brow I cannot fathom just what went on For you to hate me so. If only you would open up And tell me all your woe I would seek your forgiveness And give you mine Perhaps then we can Both let go.

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