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If you could see what my eyes hide
you'd try to justify the things they do.
But is it true? That they could do
such things that bring such pain and anger?
Rage for all the times I had to say goodbye to them.
I thought for so long they were friends to you.
What could I do? It's too untrue.

To try to change yourself for everyone
around you they can't see the sun
forever hidden in the dark destruction of someone
who couldn't see what my eyes hide because
she justifed the things they do to her.

She's looking deep into the mirror.
Slowly watch as truth draws nearer.
And she will try to open up her eyes
and try to redefine the lies
and try to make this world make sense
and built a wall for self defense.
She'll never let a soul inside
hidden in these walls she'll try to hide.

But someone always seeps inside
no matter how we try to hide
inside the eyes of her and I.
One in the same and torn by lies.
If one would try to justify the blind
the ones who see bring peice of mind
and all that's left is just an answer we can't find.
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