you do not know me
if you do not feel what i feel
if you cannot see what i see
if you do not bleed like i do
if you do not hurt
if you do not cry
cannot understand why
you confess the love
you feel you have then make me cry.
if you were different
then you would know
all that you say
all the toll
i'm only so strong
only so wise
living this love
living this lie.
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