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Knife
If I stabbed a knife through my heart
and said I did it because of you
would you simply stand there and watch?
as if there is nothing to do
what is my life to you? its nothing
but you are the sun
you think your so above me
but if you could see what you had done
would you leave me broken upon the floor?
reaching out my arms with hope
blood running down my quivering lip
if I were at the end of my rope
would your conscience change?
would you walk out the door
go somewhere to forget what you've seen
not remember me anymore?
but would that really accomplish anything?
you could change your name
and far away start a new life
but you could never forget the way you felt
your name was also on this knife
it didnt physically hurt you
but emotionally it was deep
in reality you would feel nothing
the walls inside are steep
I couldnt do anything to phase you
any feeling from you will never be
but it feels like I have done this
stabbed the knife inside of me
