Ache
What is worse life or death
A life of pretence
A smile of defense
It all makes no difference
A pain that aches the heart
A touch that you have no say
To sell your soul to the devil
His words cause such pain
His attack is over you
Your voice is caged
Your spirt is dying
Time to hit the floor
Or was it the door
Was it you you ask
Those words you question
Deep inside what can you learn
No corner has turned
A sin to yourself..
A creature of defeat is what you see
For me .........
Broken glass is what surrounds
For that is what you found
An evil deep inside
There is no good to reach
For what does he preach
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