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Is it fake tears if I can make myself cry in a minute

For there are things close to my heart, that even if I remember it

A stream of emotions hits me, and yet I can't forget it

Too much has happened in life, you wouldn't get it

No one does, and no one ever would

The world has never been as it should

And you may say I'm over and melodramatic

All I can say it isn't by choice, the change feels drastic

From not feeling to feeling all too much

The journey is the opposite of fantastic

I never asked for this, flame isn't desired by a matchstick

And so, I still continue on my search

To find something that'll dull my hurts.

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