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You are the pain I chose to endure
Between my beating heart and gap of breathe
The words of mine are being dragged into your lure

 You are the stream that rolled off my cheek
Tear the memories apart and tied my mind into the past
I am the one who is being left sick

 You are a thousand arguments I’d rather have
Than an empty silence or even a peace of mind
Without its existence, I became irrelevant


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