Senses

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If I were to say

That I was blind

Would you lead me around?

Play tricks on my mind?

If I were to say

That I couldn’t speak

Would you take advantage of me?

Break my soul, Make me weak?

If I were to say

That I couldn’t hear

Would you screw with my head?

Would you toy with my fear?

What of my soul

Would you do?

If I was broken,

Because of you

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