What is it you see?
Why your eyes follow me?
Do I take your breath away?
Do I make you want to stay?
I can't imagine why,
You make tears flood my eyes,
Is it truth or are they lies,
The words hidden in your sighs,
At once you make me feel,
The words are fake and they are real,
They are part of me in spite,
The fact they cut me like a knife,
My eyes will flood,
My tears will rain,
If I keep listening to pain,
So tell me strait,
And please be clear,
What are your intentions here, my dear?
For if you've only come to use,
If I'll only be your muse,
Then you should pack your snake and fly,
For your words wont make me cry,
No I'll not play with this knife,
It is time to set me free,
I am no one's property,
No, I belong only to me.
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