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His Stare
Cold.
So cold, I can’t feel the tears upon my cheek
Painless.
So painless it makes me weak
That’s His stare
Denying.
So denying, it makes me feel wrong
Silent.
So silent, I can’t ever feel strong
The stare with the power to make me smile
Or cause my tears
That’s his stare
So cold, I can’t feel the tears upon my cheek
Painless.
So painless it makes me weak
That’s His stare
Denying.
So denying, it makes me feel wrong
Silent.
So silent, I can’t ever feel strong
The stare with the power to make me smile
Or cause my tears
That’s his stare
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