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You know what is behind my smile.
I know what I keep deep inside.

You said things would be better!
I know that you keep on trying.

You told me lies and more lies.
I know in my heart the truth-cries.

You grinned repeatedly behind these shadows.
I know that this time I will leave.

You know that look in my eyes.
I know that I am ready to run.

You are angry, I am forsaken.
I know that I will forever hide.

You think that I deserve to die.
I think that I am done fighting.

I sit here thinking that there is no true point to all of this madness, chaos. I know that I will make it end-make it end as of tonight.

Murder is only part of the game, part of the time, part of this rhyme. I am scared as to know your capabilities, crimson showered eyes.

The night falls as we come to a close, I know that there is only one that will survive, where is the countdown, lets do this again.

Tell them how we play with words, mask true feelings with a crooked smile, make me an example of this lovely crime.

Time does not heal all wounds, trust me as I stare at the wall that has my everything written all over it, and still it all haunts me-even as I close my eyes.

~*~Kesha~*~