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The pain I feel when I cry,
Will I feel it when I die?
When I weep,
For forlorn secrets I must keep,
Why do I cry every night?
Having dreams of being held tight,
But then they let go,
And everything starts moving slow,
Why?!
Why do you let go?
Why won't you let your face show?
What's this emptiness I feel inside?
Who really cried?
What's this image I see,
Is it really you or me,
In this game of losing,
Why must every thing be so confusing!
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