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I Love Her, I Love Her Not.

I love her, I love her not,
Sometimes I'm scared to have this thought,
Scared of what the public would say,
Knowing I couldn't possibly go through pain for another day.

I love her when I shouldn't,
Because she has taken care of me a lot,
Hearing her laughter has filled up the void,
As she makes me feel like human again,
Vulnerable but with emotions running all over the place.

Whether or not she wants me,
I can never know the true answer behind her smile,
Nor the fact that she isn't here but a thousand miles.

So tell me what should I do?
Because it seems like I can't remember to forget you.



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