If you're going to stab me
                              Stab me right in the face
                              I'll keep steady
                              But you'll have to learn your place
                              If you're going to lie
                              Say it where I can hear
                              Because I'll be as free as the sky
                              While you're filled with fear
                              Don't try to hid your wrongs
                              Because I will always clearly see them
                              Your life is filled with evil songs
                              And I won't be a part of them
                              You're going to fall
                              When you try to ruin me
                              You'll make yourself small
                              When I feel free
                              So do everything in front of me
                              Because it's useless to hide
                              I will always keep steady
                              While you are trembling inside
                                      
                                          
                                   
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The Death Poems: Collection 3
PoetryMy third collection of poems about death, sin, leaving, unhappiness, etc. I hope everyone likes these as much as the other two collections.
