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Angel, please tell me the truth, |
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It's just one of those times where I wish I could cry, and every minute, something happens and makes me want to even more. |
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I'm tied up now, in my plastic mask, and I think I'm locked in this smile forever... |
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I don't think I can take another fall, so I'll hold it inside... |
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I wish to hold my angel boy; |
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My pillow is now covered |
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Just roll up my sleeve |
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Does it hurt when you think about me and how broken I am...? |
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And you know, it hurts...but I'll live another tomorrow... |
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It's crazy how still, people don't see, though it's displayed so clearly - the pain in me... |