Opinion

I want your opinion
I might say that it doesn't count
But it does
And you know it
So I guess I'd be better off without
But you know what
Tell me anyway
Just for the sake of trying
And don't blame the scratched out words
I told you
I felt like I was dying


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The words are then scaratched out
They once spoke the truth
About a love I couldnt do without
And now you're name
Has turned into a grave
Of emptiness
Of lonliness
Of hate I couldn't contain



I asked for you're opinion
And you gave it to me
And I'm glad cuz I know
What you really think of me
And don't blame the scratched out words
I told you I was dying
And the saddest thing of all
Is that you gave up on trying


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