Bitterness

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Wickedness sees me laugh at your sorrow

Feeling better knowing you've felt the pain,

While some part of me dreams for tomorrow

With the tragic hope that you'd dream the same.

So tell me now, does this armor still shine?

Coated in gore of bitter memories

In misery, for me you do pine

Asking for the good doctors remedies 

While I only desire to be desired

Letting the sirens drag me out to sea

With lies that I'd always be admired

To try and cure the hopelessness in me

As above I was when we said hello

Now in silence you bring me so below

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