Violin

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I played my skin like a violin,

Armed with a metal bow.

Slash and screech, my music screams,

For it has no beauty to show.

I'll play my show tonight,

My first and last recital,

But when I fall in my dimmed spotlight,

No one would be in denial,

For they knew I was going to go.

But no one cares,

And no one will know,

Of the never ending nightmares.

I tried my best,

It wasn't enough,

You tried to test,

But you, I can never trust.

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