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The pain is killing me

                I want you back

                I am not crazy

                I just love you

                And that’s what they don’t understand

I am talking to Celestine,

                My friend, please let him hear this,

                My unspoken feelings

                My voiceless emotion

                My fucked up life

I am trying Celestine,

                Through you, I hope he gets the message,

                That when night comes,

                I talk to you,

                So not that he can only hear me,

                But feel me.

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