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Just when I think, I know you it happens again
The scars, the bruises, and the tears I cry
Keep me from the strength I have to fight
I stand in shock, no tears to cry
The numbness I feel I cannot describe
The passion for hate burns for you
In the blackness of my heart
What, one day, you will feel too.





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