Pain

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By WittrR

My eyes are always glued to you Tape up your mouth and your scribble out your lies Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone With the fire extinguished in your heart It is ablaze in my eyes With our body language unanswered You are FAKE! This isn’t the life you wanted Choose your path Somewhere to break you down As it sets me free From the shackles of your reign As the road leads to a dead end Turn around on the back road heartache I would rather waste my life In desolate worldly obscurities Than having to remember you for one more minute One more minute in hell

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