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Oct 2013
Look in the mirror what do you see?
Wretched, broken, sad and ugly?
Does it make your skin crawl?
To know you mean nothing at all?

They think you're really something don't they?
And one, the worst fool, to want to stay
He's never known the heart break
Left in your terrible wake
He's never been hurt
You tell yourself
Never been lower than dirt
Never lived with eyes in hell

Who am I this time?
To make him cry?
Let him go
He'll find his way
He couldn't know
The burning pain...

But he does
Broken by love
Pushed and shoved
Fell from above
Nothing new
For him too
But the fire that rages within
Not consuming like yours
Not wearing him thin
Not fighting wars

It is a red hot flame
Burns the words of your name
He's seen your heart so cold
He's seen into your dying soul
He has a heart of ember coals
All for you if you wish it so
Not because he has something to prove
Not for satisfaction in closing wounds
Because you deserve this
Ever bit of it

He doesn't care if you don't believe in bliss
He'll see what you believe after a kiss
Take your fears and doubts
And leave them somewhere else
Cause there's no room in here
Not for you and I my dear
Matthew Nichols
Written by
Matthew Nichols  Ozark, Arkansas
(Ozark, Arkansas)   
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