Cold Hearts

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I was once on the top
Then came the eternal drop
No one cared
I was so scared
They all looked me in the eye
And utterd a mimicing cry
As I layed in coherent misery
I tought the day I would never see
They cut with their hard, cold words
And as I came back to see why, nothing they heard
And as I learned to act like them
A cold, hard thought was but a whim
And nothing else they said to me
Is just now a memory
I try to be nice and kind
But they will never know my mind
They caused a tragedy
One they will never see
And nothing could compare
To the hatred buried there
And as I cut away the ropes
To be me with my high hopes
They came again and tied me up
Put my blood into a cup
Never to come back again
Those Cold Hearts are pure and evil pain