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Boy: its my birthday soon. |
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My eyes stay dry. |
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When someone asks me why i like you |
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you |
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From now on im keeping all my secret loves... |
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When you smile...it feels like a hard rain is letting up and everything will always be okay. |
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Before i say it. |
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What hurts the most, |
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