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Okay, I get it. I'm done. |
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I tell people I always wanted to go to a masquerade yet the prom tonight has that theme. Maybe I'm just scared... |
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I feel so alone. |
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How much more can I take before I break? |
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I watch each tear fall onto my paper, counting them, willing them to stop falling... They never, ever listen. |
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Sometimes asking is the hardest part |
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Trying to live without you is one of the hardest things i've ever done. |
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I run my own fingers through my hair just to pretend like someone's there and cares. |
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Beauty masks the pain underneath, though only one can see through my disguise. |
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Porcelain skin |