And I, I see you when I’m deep in my sleep
I see you when I wine and I weep
I feel you on the touch of my hand
How could you hurt me yet still manage to stand.
But, I know your still there when I look in your eyes
Your just buried beneath all of your lies
I can no longer bare to look at your face
Your just surrounded by all of your own space
Your hatred and pain all in one
Oh my God, what the hell have you become ?
original poem by: Katie Menzies
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