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Hidden Pain
[font=mangal]What am I doing?
How long can I play with fire
Before I burn?
This thing we have?
It hurts me
More than I could ever tell.
You make me feel
Like no one else.
With you I don’t pretend
I just feel.
It doesn’t change things
It only makes them hurt more.
Our perfect little secret,
A dark whisper
Hidden behind averted glances.
I don’t pretend no one sees
I know they do.
I just don’t care.
Your smile, your laugh
It reaches into my heart
And warms the darkest corners.
But it’s not as easy
As it should be.[/font]
How long can I play with fire
Before I burn?
This thing we have?
It hurts me
More than I could ever tell.
You make me feel
Like no one else.
With you I don’t pretend
I just feel.
It doesn’t change things
It only makes them hurt more.
Our perfect little secret,
A dark whisper
Hidden behind averted glances.
I don’t pretend no one sees
I know they do.
I just don’t care.
Your smile, your laugh
It reaches into my heart
And warms the darkest corners.
But it’s not as easy
As it should be.[/font]
Published 17th Jun 2011
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17th Jun 2011 3:00pm
