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*On the outside, I'm smiling; On the inside, I'm dying. Give me a break— I want to be flying. My desire to stop hiding— But the truth's terrifying. Please stop the rain; I'm so sick of crying.*
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Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 6:38 PM UTC
Stop the Rain
*On the outside, I'm smiling; On the inside, I'm dying. Give me a break— I want to be flying. My desire to stop hiding— But the truth's terrifying. Please stop the rain; I'm so sick of crying.*
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Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 6:38 PM UTC
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