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It's not that easy
But it's not hard
It's in between
Life & death *
It's between
Wake & slumber
You call it your
"Happy place"
I call it hell
Because when you come
Out of that trance
You find reality
And reality is hell
My escape is through
His *smile

And that still is hell
Because he's not mine
And he can smile
To almost anyone
Maybe it's the way he walks
The way he talks to me
The way he changed so fast..
It breaks my heart
He looks at me like I'm nothing
He doesn't seem to mind anymore
He doesn't seem to care
I can't help but cry out for him..
I can't ask him to do that
I can't and I won't force him to choose
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