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i've been walking around all day,
thinking.
i think i have a problem,
i think i think too much.
i've been taught to hold back my tears,
and avoid them.
but you make pain into something i could touch.

i've been walking around all day,
laughing.
i think i'd be better off without you here.
and i bet you're sweet and hard to get over.
so i'll cry and people will stop and stare.
now that's okay.
let them stop and stare.

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