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So you put a knife into my back
The bloody blade of deciet
Stained with friends hands from centuries past
What more do you want of me
Your face expresses the emotions I so loathe
What makes me human other than flesh and bones?
This world is so distant from its portrayed warmth
It sickens me beyond belief
Call me bitter but I envy your smile
..Nothing would make me happier
Than to see you decay
And watch the life bleed free of your confines
I would drag your corpse into the frozen depths of my heart
So I could stay warm with your past being
Take your jagged stones and bludgeon me till I go numb
I'll feel you less
I'll need you less
I'll hate you less
I'll hate myself less
I'll need myself less


Sorry it took so long to revise this, my band put it on hold. I fixed some grammatical errors and some of the dumber lines. Let me know what you think.

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I thought I recognized the title. It sounds pretty smooth this way. Good flow and I liked the wording. I don't know how you changed it, but it looks all right to me.

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You can see the old verison on page 2 or 3.

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