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nothing in return
to hear you laugh
to watch you smile
these voyeuristic pleasures
are all that i may have
i cannot hold you
and whisper into your ear
i cannot touch you
and wipe away your tears
i cannot expel this sadness
that i myself have wrought
i cannot protect you
from what i have forever sought
i cannot reason with you
when you refuse to hear
i could never tell you why
i hold you so very dear
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seretogis - sieg heil
perfect little dream the kind that hurts the most, forgot how it feels well almost
no one to blame always the same, open my eyes wake up in flames
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