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Did you ever care to think of what would happen from that night?
Did you ever care to think that I wouldn’t be alright?
Did you ever care to think of just how I would feel?
Did you ever care to think that I wished it hadn’t been real?
It cut, I bled,
The tears I shed,
Were red with sin,
Red with shame,
And for you,
It’s all a game.
Did you ever care to think about the way you made me cry?
Did you ever care to think about how I might want to die?
Did you ever care to think about the heartless way you smiled?
And did you ever care to think about the way it drove me wild?
The place you touch,
It burns so much.
I cried myself
To sleep that night.
Hoping that I
Would be alright.
Did you ever care to think just what it did to me?
Did you ever care to think that you have changed the way I see?
Did you ever care to think that now I’ll hate the touch?
Did you ever care to think it’s wrong to not care much?
I feel so dead,
Here in my bed.
The burns remain,
But I won't tell,
Just know you’ve made,
My life pure hell.