The pain you show is by the light of day,
Don’t try to play your games on me,
Tempting my heart, plucking my strings,
I am a person with a heart that you hold on your hands
All I try to find, that for which was never handed out,
Sit next to me , smile at me, please hurt me, you must see
Loneliness is nothing but a balloon with a hole
The more your love fills me , the closer I get to erupting.
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