Untitled -- 2.13.2007

1998 - 2010

They think they know my every move

Like my heart's innerworkings are on display

Yes, they claim to know me from the inside out

But what they think they've seen

No, they'll never see

Even if my eyes are the windows to my soul

The light was shut off a long time ago

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Written February 13, 2007

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