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never did anything wrong

your hatred is clear

i've been strong

but i see the end coming near

my wild eyes dancing

confused as the stars

looking for a landing

before i go too far

i can't say i hate you too

that would be a lie

your seasons are turning through

you can't see through your eyes

        blind in the dark, cannot see

        selective thinking, block out me