Seeing you glare With such burning hatred; I wonder to myself Just how far it had all spread. Your eyes bore into me; Like two fires from hell; "Why is this," I will ask, You answer "Is it hard to tell?" Whispering my thoughts To myself for all my time; Now that you hate me, I accept; "This Bullet From My Valentine" Staring from a distance, To myself, I still wonder; Why you want this to last, And cast my heart asunder. I'll play your little game, You won't get under my skin; Burning hate exchanged for the same; I just won't let you win. Until you tell me for yourself, I'll counter your glare with mine; Gladly accepting your gift; "A Bullet For My Valentine" I can't keep this charade up forever, For inside, I hurt as you glower; But I'll keep my mask up as long as I can; Not letting you know the heart that you devour. Defense growing weak, I'm trying not to give in and cave; But it's so hard to deny; That your heart, I have craved. The truth may not be out at this time, But now I'll fight back with fierce malign; Returning right back to your heart from mine

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September 2009