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Infected

Your pain is infectious
I caught it, I got it
Misery is now my specialty
Why do you live like this?

You broke through my walls
my own panic room
Now we both will suffer
with everything to lose

I tried, the best I could
I want to help
Maybe is a broken word
no will bring me down

Just say yes, I love you
I know you do
you won't admit it
in your solitude
Written by siphondarkness (Levi)
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