You think you know me,
But you only see the shell,
The bitter essence of my soul,
The love I never knew,
Lurking deep beneath the surface--
Will you cry for me,
When I’m gone?
Will you think to shed
A single tear?
Will you mourn a loss
You never knew?
And when all hope fades to black,
Would you care enough
To take my hand
And guide me through the shadows?
 
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