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I feel pain
Though I don't show it
And you think it's ok
That I'm not expressive
I listen to your harsh words
With a clenched jaw and wet eyes
Yet manage to put on a straight face
You see me cry but never ask "why?"
You're not bothered by what goes on inside
But I still cry when I see  that you're hurt

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