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Behind the Disguise


You are hurting her, more than you know. Cuz she won't admit it Her feelings won't show. You lacerate her, stroke after stroke then you kiss that bitch she's been broken. You are breaking her, into small pieces. As you ignore her, true brain function ceases. You have broken her She's lying on the floor. Sobbing uncontrollably as you walk out the door. Look behind her eyes, Find the girl behind, The mask she uses as a shield. Cuz there's no place to hide. Don't you see she loves you? Don't you see she cares? Don't you see she hate herself? She's pulling out her hair. Maybe if you were to open up your eyes, you would see the pain behind the disguise. You are hurting her, more than you know. Cuz she won't admit it Her feelings won't show.
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