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Empath
I could not place a finger on the itch inside
You really piss me off and now I realize why
Rose colored marks edged across your hands, your eyes
Tells the spell of a beauty turned beast who lies
You used them so carefully, preyed on their hope
You used their lack of empathy just to fuel your own
I watched you feign so proudly, so meek and benign
Yet when confronted you chose, postured, your pride
I saw your halo flaunted but it's a fluke
Drunk off all your excuses well it suits you
You can't just leave cos' you won't get far
So paint yourself a new face: I now know what you are.
You really piss me off and now I realize why
Rose colored marks edged across your hands, your eyes
Tells the spell of a beauty turned beast who lies
You used them so carefully, preyed on their hope
You used their lack of empathy just to fuel your own
I watched you feign so proudly, so meek and benign
Yet when confronted you chose, postured, your pride
I saw your halo flaunted but it's a fluke
Drunk off all your excuses well it suits you
You can't just leave cos' you won't get far
So paint yourself a new face: I now know what you are.
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