Confusion.

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i want to scream with all my lungs until i can't breathe anymore
i want to stay silent forever until i forget how my voice sounds

i want to run so fast that my feet will strip over the street
i want to stand still so bad that my body will become a statue

i want to tell you my secrets to the point where you become my diary
i want to lie to you to the point where i become someone else

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