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Tears of courage run down my face but i cant seem to go to you and tell you how i feel...
If i wasnt already filled with enough pain i would cut myself to pieces...
Why is it that when i finally get close to someone life pushes them away?
Cant i just have my chance to truely be happy?
Im sulking away in my own horror of being alone...
Could it really be true...
Could i really be in love with you?
I wish you wouldnt be so god-damn wonderful...
Why cant i hate you after all this time?
If i wasnt already filled with enough pain i would cut myself to pieces...
Why is it that when i finally get close to someone life pushes them away?
Cant i just have my chance to truely be happy?
Im sulking away in my own horror of being alone...
Could it really be true...
Could i really be in love with you?
I wish you wouldnt be so god-damn wonderful...
Why cant i hate you after all this time?