Thursday, December 18, 2003

She does not see me
She does not feel me
She does not need me
She does not want me

In the end it's fine
Losing rest, and losing time
In the end, it won't be my death
For one night I had her breath

I don't change I am the same
Show my smiles, hide my pain
I don't change I am the same
Cleanse my soul with the fallen rain

She does not see me.
She does not feel me.
She does not need me.
She does not want me.

In the end it's fine
Losing heart, throughout time
In the end I have seen
The poisoned path, the failing dream

I don't change, my heart is game
For all to taste, for some to feign
I don't change, I am entire
Just sometimes, my eyes lose their fire

I do not see me.
I do not feel me.
I do not need me.
But I do need her.
- Ethan MacPhee

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