i did not think we get this far
never thought we stand apart
the signs you gave to me
remembered all of them by heart
so now i stand and face the pain
as if it matters once again
i have no time to cry
as if it matters cause it rains
emasculation is your game
in a sense almost your trade
what made you think of this?
reign this time while you decide
this means goodbye you have come to this
thought this time i would not miss
for what you gave to me
extinct thoughts is what exist
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by Dickinson
