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“I run I hide I try to ignore my feelings for you I fail miserably I'm mad for you Crazy Why oh why Is it okay to love you this much Perhaps it isn't love Maybe an infatuation Don't we forget our infatuations over time Why can't I just forget you Why can't it all just be okay again I can't erase you from my mind and heart No matter how much I try”

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