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PLEASE DO NOT COPY MY POETRY!!!! I have copyrights pending!!!!!!
(Will not say the title)
You are a bastard
And maybe that's why you inspire me
You are the devil
In denial
But I chose not to believe them or you
I only believe my lies to a point where they are true
And you are my angel
I know you watch me
You bastard, you didn't have to
But maybe that's why you fascinate me
I will believe "them"
Only when "them" is "me"
Do you cry to me in the dark or light?
You inspire me either way
So can I see you once?
Just sing for me
Because I'll remember this page forever
My music playing isn't always the bad guy
But what I believe to be evil
Even if you are my devil
Then I am your hope

BILL It's hard to think for someone's benefit
And so secrets let out
But not as truths
But as thought bubbles
And jokes are the only things that seem to matter
And laughing is my cure
Or yours
So don't torture ourselves anymore
And to the only morals to which one knows
Are the lies which we live by
But you can make a difference
And people can change

THERE ARE THOSE WHO LIKE TO WATCH US SUFFER
There are those who never help us
They just sit there and stare
They know it won't kill us
So they just watch
And maybe yawn every once in a while
They can't lift a finger
Maybe they're not our friends at all
But then again....
Some how they seem smarter
They know it better
They've been through it
And they are those who like to watch us suffer
And tomorrow they know in the end
We'll end up together
But then again
Only angels watch us suffer