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I made her cry… again
She is my everything,
My love, heart and soul,
For her I’ll do anything,
So how can I be so cold?
She brings out the best in me,
But how will she ever know?
As all I ever did was hide,
And never let my emotions show.
She never gave up on me,
Though many have tried and failed,
But she had failed too you see,
As I have yet to know how to feel.
She wanted to cure my addiction,
Taking away the blade made it worse,
I need pain and blood for satisfaction,
This spell over me is like a curse.
She has become a part of my life,
My love, heart soul and only friend,
But my words cut her like a knife,
As I made her cry… again.