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The silence of our unspoken words hung loudly in the air,
I am not sure why I am still here and why I am still hoping that it will get better.
It eats away at my soul each time my eyes fall on you and I can't talk to you.
I'm afraid there won't be much left of me if I keep feeling the way I feel,
there will just be a body of a girl in desperate need to speak to you.
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