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I really want to know how you feel
Especially when you look my way

I only want the honest truth
But no emotion is what you display

I'm on the verge of giving up
I've held on too long

I wish you made me stay
With you is where I belong

My friends are who I blamed
They took it way too far

I should've had control
And all I'm left with is a nasty scar

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