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crying

tears of red
tears of black
a sense of dread
as you're stabbed in the back
with the same dagger
you thrust into my heart
this time it'll be you re
that's torn apart

all emotions finally released
you'll catch a glimpse
of the beast
with my smile gone
and a sneer on my face
you'll know you were wrong
as i dis-mangled your face

yet you'll still
control me
at you will
the puppet
whose happiness you steal
and keep away
no matter how many tears
stain my face



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