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Stab me again with your petty swords,
for I cannot feel the pain any longer,
My wounds cease to heal,
with your constant torment,
a heart has yet to mend,
with the treachery of your piercing words,
one day you disguise your true face behind a mask,
and the next you strip your camouflage,
and reveal the truth in your unjustly evil,
hidden in your dark,
unforgiving soul,
yet your cover has been blown,
I see every flaw in your master scheme,
there's nothing you can do to me now,
but watch in horror,
as I move on in life,
and you stay behind,
to plague the innocence.



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