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Why... Why me?
Pain

Why must I live through this pain?
The words I speak are so profane.
I weep at night, I cannot stop
I’m sure that soon my heart will pop!
I wake each day, and think out loud
“It’s all a dream, a scary shroud”
But in my heart, I know it’s true
You broke me, but I still love you.
Why can’t I just hate you now?
I’m afraid I don’t know how.
I want to just be done with this
A memory I would hardly miss.
But, alas, I do not think
My heart will ever leave the brink.
You broke my heart, but do you care?
What’s behind that mask you wear?
Maybe it is not a mask.
Maybe in my pain you bask.
How did you become so cruel?
How did I become this fool?
What does he have that I don’t?
What does he do that I won’t?
Why did everything go wrong?
Why end when we’ve gone so long?
Or was it when I lay you down
In the forest, our love profound?
That was when you walked away
That was when I heard you say
“I don’t love you anymore”
When my friends pronounced you a whore.
I know you’re not, that could not be
There’s something there that I can’t see.
Something underneath your skin
Something to do with your kin?
When you’re ready, come to me
And I will let your soul be free.

Tel Dorathan
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