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Pain
The sour feeling of not knowing,
Not feeling sure if what I am saying is right.
I am feeling really unsure, can I really be what you deserve,
can I be the one to make you feel hopelessly lost ?
Because you make me feel like that,
you make me feel lost for words.
You make me cry and you make me laugh
If only I knew how to describe those feelings so I can tell you.
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