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Oct 2013
Heart skips a beat
Starting to see red
I've made my bed of nails
Now I must lay in it
I'm starting to open my eyes
This isn't no passing glance
I'm starting to realize
That I have no chance

This is tearing down my insides
To the point where I can't breathe
I need you to look me in the eyes
And tell me why the hell you're doing this to me

Are you mad?
Are you ticked?
Am I starting to make your heart sick?
Tell me because I need to know
Are you annoyed?
Are you faking smiles?
Don't want to doubt, but this is getting vile
I'm starting to lose my hope
I'm getting paranoid and nobody knows
Ryan Fiore
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Ryan Fiore  Pennsylvania
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