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Betrayal
It tastes like copper
And I bite my lip
Just to check for my blood type
Of course.
It looks like the darkest cavern
And I close my eyes
Just to compare shades of black
Of course.
It sounds like chaos
And I suffer in silence
Just to notice how quieter it would be
Of course
It feels like all three
And I scream and I scream and I scream for help
Just to hear the sound of my own voice
Of course.