Whenever I see you,
I feel the same way,
Hurt and broken,
And full of pain,
I feel you touch me,
How you grab my back,
And slowly but steadily,
My heart turns black.

I stand over you solidly,
I'm ready to attack,
But suddenly my heart pulls me back,
And all of a sudden,
I've made my choice,
That instead of violence,
I'll use my voice.

I yell and I scream,
As I let it all out,
But you still ain't hurt,
I can see it,
There's no doubt.

So I make it hurt,
And reminisce,
As I feel your smile disappear,
Beneath my black heart,
And away from fresh air.

Now hopefully you get it,
That I don't need your help,
It's just something,
I'll do perfectly fine without.

So you better get the picture,
Or I'll fuck you up bad,
NEVER EVER touch me again,
Not even the slightest tap,
You've put me thorough too much pain,
To take it all back.

You know that you've hurt me,
I can see it in your eyes,
But if you ever try to take it back,
And change me again,
I'll make sure you're the one
To feel all my pain.

If you could only know me,
No matter what you do,
You'd know that in my heart,
There's a tear,
It's a memory of you.
 
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