It's a tear on the cheek,
When you're overwhelmed,
A cry in the dark,
When you're afraid.

It's the beginning of a cycle,
Working through your soul,
To turn us into one of them,
And you're playing the victims role.

It's an arrow,
Piercing through a broken heart,
It's the flames,
Licking at a tortured soul.

It's the things we fear most,
Our fears and our confusion,
And it returns to haunt us all,
A constant cycle of abusion.

But then again,
When you wake up it's just a dream,
Just a nightmare that was never true,
Or at least you think that now...
 
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