You fill my life with sorrow
You pose a fool to them, not me
Ask how that can be?
Your weapon is the words you speak
To kill me deep within
Scars that I can see
You held the knife
You produce the marks
Do you like to see the pain I feel?
Satisfaction?
Yes, but of what?
I try so hard to hide it
But you know it's there
I may try too hard
Therefore it's easy to see
When audability of the ears fail to hear
You are my friend when eyes can't see
Your timing is superb
I see this does not strike you as being new
Who else has had the unfortunality of feeling your words?
Watching the invisible tears of pain
You see I have no tears, you study me more
You think......how.......how much more to be satisfied
You know it hurts, you continue to enjoy it even more
Once I rome, when I let myself
I need not to see your shadow
I will repair what I can
What I cannot, will remain
I will live
But with you, I will die
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