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If her eyes didn’t push you away
You could see into them for miles
Stare your holes into my skin
I never knew, I never knew, I never knew that
Sympathy was for the weak
Love and beauty were for the weak
Having grown so accustomed to bearing the same burdens
Day after day
We torment ourselves by coming back to them
As if they were a comfort rather than a hindrance
I’m running out of things to say
And is it worth it to think of more?
No, no, no, no, no, no,
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