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Jan 2010
Cry for me like I have done,
Stay with me I care for none,
The hatred stays I cannot ****,
My eyes now heat with blood they fill,
I cannot die my soul lives on,
I do not live my greatest con,
My life of death it cannot change,
Never will they feel deranged,
They watch me run but do not see,
They know I am there but cannot be,
Lying with my ace of fakes,
I hear them all and raise the stakes,
I look into the mirror here,
My face have never looked so clear,
I see the dark without the sun,
I see a soul they have undone,
I look away but still see lies,
And as I walk away, he dies.
Written by
Sam Guthrie
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