Diying Inside

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By Ky Moet

Here I am Standing in fornt of you crying I can say that i am fine Although even a blind man could look in my eyes and just know that im telling a lie Im always loosing feelings saying that im alright But i cant stop crying And I cant stop asking why I want the answers to questions If u ask me if im ok I'll tell a lie tell u im alright everythings just great I'll deny the fact that I am crying on the inside but my pride wont allow me to admit it cuz im fine But im diying on the outside

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