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I know what the back of your head looks like,

and how your voice sounds on machine.

I know how it feels when you let me down,

and when you say things you don't mean.

I know what your envy looks like.

and what you sound like when you're scared.

I know how it feels when you make love to me,

and when i realize your not really there.

I haven't seen you that clearly,

though I've known you all this time. 

I haven't heard the things you've said,

because you've chosen to be quiet.

I don't know what things you feel,

because you've never let me know.

I'll never know what things you feel

if you don't let me go.