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Monsters
Tell me what they want to know,
 Ask me what's wrong,
 What my feelings are that I don't show,
 But never will they understand this song.
 
 I say I am emotionless,
 That my heart cant be penetrated,
 But all lies die in a mess,
 Now look at the monsters I've created.
 
 Abandoned and forgotten,
 They scratch at the doors,
 Filled with gloat they want in;
 Why do they want to wound me more?
 
 As they break through the wood,
 They tear open my heart,
 Not realizing where I once stood,
 That I brought them together from the start.
 
 They took what I gave them and made something new,
 Speak meaningless words to cover up their lies,
 But I am no fool I always knew,
 The truth will beat the monsters until they die.
 
 Maybe its just me and my jealousy,
 Causing me to recite these spiteful lines,
 But never again will I fully be me,
 For these monsters have dulled my shine.
 
 Maybe I should've just kept things the same,
 And never put them with eachother,
 Things would have been so much more tame,
 But all is lost the monsters and I wont know one another.
 
 And now this lonely space never felt so cold,
 I just wish my blood was blue forever;
 That things could go back to the old,
 And this pain I didn't have to endeavor.

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