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Sometimes I feel you don't know I exist, That it would be best if I faded to mist.
Do you see me in the side of your eye? Do you even notice as I walk by?
Every time I see and talk to you, I think constantly, do you feel as I do?
You are tearing me apart, Ripping me apart, Destroying me, killing me, stabbing at my heart. You are tearing me apart, apart from you.
You complete me, Perfecting me, I love you, I wish we could be. You complete me, you make me whole.
So you've noticed me, let's talk.
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Tell us what to know, What to think, And what to believe.
Tell us what's accepted, And what's rejected, So we can form segregation.
Follow the box, Follow the box.
Cry when you say, And laugh when I'm told, To ensure your pay.
Do what you say, Instead of what's right, You charted this flight.
I must follow the box, Follow the box.
Stand on your pulpit and say, What we are to do. It's all for you anyway.
We all must follow the box, Follow
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Ask me my name, Then tell me myself. To Proclaim yourself.
With your endowment, You say where i'm going. You speak all knowing.
If i hear you, I'll know my projection. Losing my Strings of Selection.
I won't listen to you, Because if i do, I'll be a slave to you.
Yet, can blind lead blind? Don't say where to go, Only dad knows.
~Racheal
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