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You're pretending you're fine
as the tears gently caress your pillow at night.
You've hidden your crying face behind a smile
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Tell me when did we become so cold and empty inside.....
Why don't we share the same love?
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The fewer people know you, the more freedom you will have. Nobody knows them and nothing is expected of them. They are freedom in this world.
You will realize that half of your sadness was only through analysis, but you should go ahead without thinking.
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