Darling stop confusing me
With your wishful
thinking
Hopeful embraces
Don’t you
understand?
I have to go through this
I belong to here where
No-one cares and
no-one loves
No light no air to live in
A place called hate
The city of fear
I play dead
It stops the hurting
I
play dead
And the hurting stops
It’s
sometimes just like sleeping
Curling up
inside my private tortures
I nestle into
pain
Hug suffering
Caress every
ache
I play dead,
It stops the
hurting
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