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i'll never understand why,

friends can stab eachother in the back.



over and over, relentless pain,

why would one go such legnths to hurt?



how can one live with the knowledge,

that they near killed an innocent love?



when you focus your heart on that one,

and they're ripped away just like that.



when love becomes a petty game,

your heart becomes a battleground.



within your war you can't help but to realize,

that nothihng you say or do can ever matter anymore.



your words become soundless and your cry cannot be heard,

no matter how hard you try or how loud you scream,



you are silent.



they look at you with judging eyes, burning orbs of shame,

no one can ever know, but they can all see through your wall.



your love becomes meaningless, and your life becomes a shadow,

in the darkness you will roam, nothing but a shell of memory.



don't look back it'll only hurt you, their burns will itch,

searing pain will freeze your body as you fall to your knees.



your love is gone, your love betrayed, your love is slain,

walk the earth knowing no compassion, for those there outside.



the death of your soul will mean nothing in the end,

will you stand up and fight? will you stand down and give in?



just remember what they told you before every heartache,

you're loved by someone, it just won't be the one you think.