| will your hand fall out of mine?
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| your shame lives on its own, trying to reach the depths down where it belongs.
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| will it find rest in your bones?
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| aching and pulling muscles to act out against you!
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| so stay your pity now.
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| if it reaches the heart, we all pull out.
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| and let the beat slow down.
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| (there's nothing that we can do you for now)
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| are you sorry or are you just scared?
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| there will be no false comfort here.
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| oh, i ought to tell you the truth! |
| i did not come to plea for you.
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| where was your heart when your words led the truth anywhere else from you?
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| you’re not sorry, you are just scared.
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| i have not come to calm your fears.
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| i am sorry i hid what you are.
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| but everyone else but me already knew! |
| already knew!
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| and would not come to plea for you.
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| where was your heart when they never appeared?
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| anyone else would care.
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| but you would not shoulder the weight you should bear.
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| i will not shed a single tear. |