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                        I stop to ponder all these things 

                         running ramped in my head. 

                        In this crowed room of people, 

                       I've noticed how alone I truly am. 

                        Laughter is such a bitter sound, 

                             Ringing in my ears. 

                      I shudder at the hand holding touch, 

                          It's just too much to bare. 

                         And thousands a miles away, 

                    I stop and wonder if you feel the same.. 

                And I wonder if we shall continue to be like this. 

           I would die just to feel the breath of your kiss upon my lips. 

                       To finally hear you say my name. 

                          Life is such a cruel thing.. 

                              It enjoys our pain. 

                            It drinks in our tears. 

                    And absorbs our fears through it's skin. 

                            Mocking us,Killing us, 

                           Scratching at our scars. 

                                Don't give in, 

                                Don't give in.