Dead!

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I slowly die inside

from all the times I've cried

( I've cried for you)

you look at me

with your beautiful eyes

you look through me

like I was never alive

I am invisible

I always will be to you

for some reason, I knew

I would always be like 

this to you

I wish you were missin' me

like I was missin' you

but no matter what I do

I am always dead to you

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