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Unfaithful

 Having a heart of darkness may remain the same,

Within a soul of being frozen you think you tamed,
You just want to shatter those broken pieces to think I am to blame,
All because I have a candle to flame.

My body is a cage,
My mind is like a turning page,
My soul is enraged.

What makes you think that I am nothing to you?
Hurt and broken is what happened that you knew,
Don't tell me it is true,
Because you know it's what we both went through!!!

You drew the knife from me when I wanted to protect only you...
Sometimes when I think wrong.

You and I were angels who flew,
Because we were both strong.

You didn't trade my life did you?
You loved me to how I know I hate you too.

That stab in the back reached my heart..
Making us fall apart.

I guess my love was just another block of ice,
A sad sacrifice...

The Devil asks me what the price is,
A cut from the heart to the soul as a slice.

Wake up to see a light in the sky,
Or dream to see darkness to dry.

What did you expect me to say?
My life isn't black and white,
So there's no need to pray...
Even when it is a fright.

Never stab a heart that remains real and true,
You are not the only one who flew.

Up in the sky you go,
There you go as you grow.

Maybe when we see each other eye to eye,
I'll still never let you die...

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