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| Tell me what you want to feel. Let me inside to share your innermost things with mine. Chances are they're similar...possible in detail. When I look at you, I see the yearning for freedom. I see the constant pain to be what you truly are. I see the obstacles that cause your fall. They cause mine, too. When I look at you I see the heart few have touched and even fewer have seen. I see the cage your chained inside of. It holds me in as well. I see the scars from the abusive hands known as love. They've also torn me. I see the vicious smile mocking your pain. It haunts me in my dreams. I see the pain of what you could never have. I get a taste of what never could be mine everyday. That taste of you...the sweetness that flows farther and farther away every time I breathe. I watch you tremble from the cold eyes that cry selfish tears. Those oceans drown me. When I look at you, I see the child aching to come out. Your innocence left too early. I see your callused skin from the sandpaper lips of your closest one. They form a smile, pleased with my evident pain on your behalf. Now...you've grown numb. I have drained your turmoil and drank it into me. Who am I to deserve happiness, when yours is what matters? Without you, countless |