I slowly die inside,
From all the times I've cried,
You look at me,
With your beautiful life,
You look right through me,
Like i was never alive,
I am invisible,
I'll always be to you,
For some reason I knew,
I would be like this to you,
I wish you were missin' me,
Like I am missin' you,
But NO matter what I do,
I'm ALWAYS dead to you!
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