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Final Destination
And these New Wounds look much like the Old— only deeper, more painful, and harder to hide— except Now I see friends helping friends Down the path of self-demise And still the Wounds Resurface Yes, Resurface, for Jealousy is a tough rival, Unbeatable on many levels, and No amount of devotion can scare Him away And Again come the Questions, which in turn bring the bruises, left for everyone to see even though No one does— for through Green Eyes they canNot, No faults arise in their minds— because No one wants to see And their Eyes Remind me of You Remind me of the Face of the Damned— Your Face and mine, thought I Hate to admit it— and that’s When I know that I’ve Lost And I can see the Defeat quite clearly, You of course are long gone, but are You Really? No, Never will You Truly leave because I caN’t survive without You And as my Drum goes Beating, I hear it Falter, and Then I know? My Enemy may Always Fall, but You won’t turn, and walk away |
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