The ones who see - you never see
The ones who hear - you never hear
The ones who care - you don't care
The ones who fear - you don't fear

The ones who feel, you don't feel
The ones who touch, you don't touch

... you're a goddess of love
... and you paralyze
... all the gazing eyes
... following you


You're so much in love with yourself,
Some kind of blindness from the mind.
But what you see is what you get,
While you ignore what could have become.

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