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Oh, I can smile with my eyes

and be content staring at open skies

for hours on end

no compromise

 

And I can see into your soul

it's not so hard

but hard to console

 

And I have found a person dead

and I remember the words she said

but that was then

and only then

 

And my heart aches

and my heart looms

but I rarely cry

and rarely will

 

And I will smile when I'm sad

and rhyme until

this concience passed

 

Oh, can you smile with your eyes?

And have you found a person dead?

And have you heard

what I have said?

 

And I can listen with my heart,

and you can shred it part by part,

but compassion

will not bleed and bart

 

And will you shred it part by part?

And will you shred me part by part?

 

Notes; Please don't ask who the dead woman is. If you were going to, I have special name for you; dumbass. It's elegy and I'm not down with talking about it. Besides that, when I used the word 'bart' in the second to last paragraph is the same as saying 'trade'. That's where the part about betrayal comes in. Beside that, hoped you enjoyed it, cuz I technically just posted part of my diary on the internet -_-

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