I See Death, Where You See Love
I feel pain, when you see pleasure,
I feel the rain, when you see the sun,
I feel anguish, when you see your lover,
I feel sick, when you have fun.
I start to hurt, when you hold hands,
I start to stumble, when you hug,
I start to retch, when you two laugh,
I stand in a corner to cry,
when you kiss her good-bye.
I start to shudder, when they swoon,
I start to fight, when they smooch,
I start to hate, when they make love,
I start war, when they spoon for peace.
No, I am not jealous, just disappointed,
that my dreams can no longer bring me comfort,
when you bring you and yours into them.
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