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give me a title
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PHILOSOPHICAL SS Can you not hear my heartsong
Cold eyes look through me
Empathy dissipates
Torment follows tearing holes
In the fabric of my faith
I am nothing to you
I am a warrior
I show no weakness
I endure.
I serve .
I protect.
I wait.
To you I am nothing.
To me you are everything
I will be your monarchy
I will be your champion
I will be your confidant
I will be your alibi
I will be your acquaintence
I will be your whore
I will be your anarchy
Give me a title
Make me holder of something
anything , but 'nothing to you'.
