My bride to comfort me
When all seems lost
A kiss upon my brow
To soften my suffering
She means so well
I haven’t the heart
To tell her
My smile was forced
My mother cries for me when no one will
Her words of compassion swell my eyes
It’s not fair this has happened to you
And I’d do anything to take away your pain
My rage to help me through the day
And visions of black to cure my loss
I taunt the pain to prove it’s real
And greet my facade with a grin
Look what your God has made me
Placing spikes within my flesh
A crown of nails for my sunken head
To shy away from this freak
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