Dont hide your face from me,
Full of hate and agony.
You can't pull me further down then I already am,
I have no person on whom I depend.
You simply feed off of others pain,
You think that this is some sort of game.
It feels as if you hate me so,
make me feel so very low.
But always remember to whom you began,
To whom you loved,
To whom you ran.
In times of need,
In times of stress,
When you would put me to the test.
But now im just a waste of time,
A useless rhyme,
Forever sung,
In your head,
A tune to which you always dread.
A tune you simply cannot erase,
As so, the memory of your face.
 
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