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If you think you are the only one hurting
you need to look around, my love. You tell me the world has become too cruel, and that is your excuse for giving up. If you think I don't see pain written on every friend's face I see If you think we don't all feel the same we just try harder not to complain. The images are engraved on our hearts we each of us, forever changed If you think it doesn't tear us apart, it does, and we grieve the knowledge that we'll never be the same. If you think I don't find it hard to try you really can't know me then. If you think I couldn't just lay down and die you really better think again.
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