We sit and i grin
Him and I
No one seems to tell us apart
i am what he wished too be oh so long ago
but now i am what he fears
I am the voice he kept in the back of his mind
and now i scream too the world
i have pity only for those who dare take a risk crossing our pathfor they are fools steping in front of a train
for when i pass them by i shall leave my mark
showing many fools their ends
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