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When it rains heavily, I find myself sweating to death
When I walk in the desert, the chilling breeze takes my breath away
To be at my self is what I have struggled to be..
But he is the one that I have never met in a long while
When I open my eyes, he gazes through them
He listens to all the music from outside
And the noises from inside
The deeds that I do are not what he would.
When they gaze at me they see me but not him.
The words I speak are mine but not his.
For he has stopped speaking for me, quite a long while ago
Silence is his lethal weapon, he likes ...