Judging Eyes
Step after step
I hear pain in my cries
So long have I wept
Away from judging eyes
They prick and poke
Chip your heart with lies
Until now I never spoke
Watch my knuckles fly
Their blood is cold
From a heart that pumps ice
This argument is old
But my cuts are precise
To you your heart fed
I’m sorry that it’s not warm
I must leave you dead
I see your judging eyes scorn
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