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*Realize*

When you say you love me, is that really what you mean?
When you act so caring and so sweet, are you really what you seem?
When your eyes break through my cold and vile stare,
And you plead with me to confide, do you really care?
You say you want to spend forever with me
But what is forever, and what will we see?
When you say I am your angel,
I wonder, is it really me you see?
When you say you'll give me today
And every day after that,
I wonder, can you give me a hundred years from now
And still be so exact?
When you say it's over
When you say it's done
Do you realize you've blown out the flame
And taken away my sun?