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your secret pleasure
You are not wounded…
You are not in pain…
Funny how you play on my emotions…
You know it kills me to see your pain…
But your pain is your pleasure…
To throw at me with false misery…
Your eyes are burdened…
Your glare is fierce with hurt…
Your words are toxic…
But most of all…
They are your helmet, shield, and sword…
Your protection for your lies…
You make me feel the pain…
In which you say I caused…
The only pain you will truly feel…
Is the knife digging deep…
By your own hand…
Backfired empty promises…
The weight of my passion, love, and sacrafice…
being ripped away…
Yeah, You will feel that pain…
Because you will realize…
I am not your number…
I am not your little prey…
In this crazy game you play.
TLUSK 711
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