Arrow

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I lost you and I saw everything clearly
the pain you caused? I masked it with pride
but it wasn't pride I felt, not at all
it was a knife, cutting me up and all I did was hide

hush! quiet! silence!
no one mustn't hear the sorrows
swallow the lump and dry your tears
this isn't over yet, you must get shot by his arrow

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