If I were to say,
That I was blind,
Would you lead me around?
Play tricks on my mind?
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If I were to say,
That I couldn't speak,
Would you take advantage of me,
Break my soul, make me weak?
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If I were to tell you,
That I couldn't hear,
Would you screw with my head,
Would you toy with my fear?
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What of my soul?
What would you do?
If it was broken,
Because of you?
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Dark Poetry for Dark People
PoetryIt's basically what the title says... I write to vent, so don't expect it all to make perfect sense.
