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Post by Vacancy on Oct 10, 2005 7:55:04 GMT
Turn my face away, stare into the sunrise, blinding myself, do I look beautiful now?
Because in your eyes, all I see is evilness, it just keeps staring out at me, I guess you're just glazed over, can't see anything undefiled, does it hurt- does it hurt to be- impure...?
You think that I'm interested in something, But I'm just avoiding your eyes, tears welling up inside, soon they'll start spilling over...
I'm sorry I can't be good enough, I'm sorry I can't be perfect for you, but maybe it's just the way you look at me, you're so horrible, twisting me into some version of you?
Is this a joke?
The sun reflects my tears, blood red in your eyes, a million voices, kept inside- Am I pure enough for you now?
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