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Hiding
Hiding my crying behind locked doors,
You're meant to be an angel but you have sharp claws,
I'm torn apart yet you put on a smie,
You lie to yourself but you can't walk a mile,
In the shoes you're wearing no time for caring,
Or finding your bearings your heart is tearing.
Think of the impact you're making on my feelings,
I'm used to it now it's no longer stealing.
So do you know the meaning of actuality,
Instead of dreaming love's possibility.
You're meant to be an angel but you have sharp claws,
I'm torn apart yet you put on a smie,
You lie to yourself but you can't walk a mile,
In the shoes you're wearing no time for caring,
Or finding your bearings your heart is tearing.
Think of the impact you're making on my feelings,
I'm used to it now it's no longer stealing.
So do you know the meaning of actuality,
Instead of dreaming love's possibility.
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