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By Deadly_Silence

If you love me, take the pain Take the sorrow without vain If you love me, take the guilt Take the thought that disobedience has built If you love me, take the scars Take the marks life has made with its restricting bars If you love me, take the tears Take the sword of sadness before satan sears If you love me, you would do this for me But your love for me is the mere size of a pea So stop saying you care Cause you are only making my heart tear So leave me before I count to ten Cause I never want to see you again

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