the door closed
the reason unknown
guessing, never knowing what to think
hoping that it will be alright
its not alright not right now
you torture me with every little secret
you try to protect me
but you kill me instead
mysterious reasons are tearing us apart
you and me
you can't see it
but its happening none the less
if i knew why, i wouldn't hate it
well i hate it already
i can't think
don't know what to say
i but still i speak none the less
and i always say too much
i speak for two
you won't speak to me
i must speak or we will fade into nothing
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