I see you looking
Staring at me
I see the hate
You feel for me
Your painted face
That vacant stare
A pretty doll
Beyond repair
I must admit
You hide it well
Your big fake smile
That hides your hell
Its buried deep
Your rotting mind
A childhood lost
Sense left behind
I want to love you
But i know your game
To relive memories
To hurt and maim
I close my eyes
The cut is deep
The pain a reminder
I start to weep
Once again
I see reflection
A big fake smile
A false perfection
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