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Stains of tears
I wear this face, this painted face,
That you painted with tears,
I see through these eyes that you made,
These red eyes full of fears,
I talk with these lips, these lips of pain,
That you cursed with your lies,
I hear with these ears that believe your words,
These ears that hear my cries,
I have the mark of those stains of tears,
That you set from my eyes,
I have that path down both my cheeks,
And I will do all my life.
