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I have a question.
I want to present to you.

I wonder if you can do what I can do.
I wonder if you've been through what I've been through.

First I think you should know,
Once upon a time how I felt you wouldn't know.

Anger and pain hid me from view.
In the mirror I would stare.

"Show me what you can do."
That was my dare.

Eyes black as coal.
Like a mad dog left out in the cold.

Then one day...
She asked me why I looked at the ground. 

So I looked around.
Had I lost my way?

About that question.
The one I was going to ask.

Can you do what I've learned to do?
If you can, should I pity or admire you?

It's a special trick.
Watch very closely, this is pretty slick.

Oh, I was wondering,
What ever happened to Christian?

Never mind that,
I'll find out later.

Ashes & wine are fine.
But can  you wash away fear and pain?

How long can you withstand tears and rain?
So many chapters in every book.

Every page another story, you should take a look.

So about that question...

When did you start,

or will you ever, share your heart? 

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