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If its my tears you wish to see,

Then I have none to show,

If my heart you wish to crush,

Then you might as well go,

I have no tears left, 

To be shed upon your behalf,

And I promise you my wrists,

Are covered with blood and scabs,

But you will never see,

The pain that you have caused,

Because I wear my mask,

And I will never take it off,

You thought you knew me,

But all you knew was my soft side,

But when my wall is rebuilt,

You will no longer be eyed.

- you will be a distant heart ache -