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Share with me your deepest pain, and I will show you mine

but don't expect to help me, 'll just tell you I am fine

You cannot open up my heart or give to me your love

You cannot tell me to look to God in search of help from above

Don't tell me I can come to you, I do not want your kindness

My soul is dead, my heart is broke, my will is utterly lifeless

So take your pity from my sight, I do not need such things

I look down low, and only move forward to meet what tomorrow brings

Don't stare at me as if I told you to talk to me no more

I simply wish you'd leave my heart be, forgetting that it's tore