A Little Difference Means Everything
You like the reflection of my life
You who kills with no knife
Breaking hearts of all
Knowing tears will fall
Everyday I pray and hope
I won't be the next to mope
After dying of a broken heart
I know forever we'll be apart
Time fails to explain
My everyday hurt and pain
With your sharp stabs so painful
Your cold heart so hateful
Heart and body stainless steel
You who knows not how to feel
I speak and write of how deadly you are
Knowing our personalities are not so far
We both have stabbed and killed and hurt
We both are scum and ash and dirt
But no two knives can be the same
No two people can play the one game
You never care for anyone but you
At least I know the consequences of what I do
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