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Emotions
This is a story about
 A girl who hates emotions,
 Once her heart was broken,
 She felt the pain inside,
 The pain she tired to hide
 
 She promised herself she
 Would never love again,
 But how long could she
 Really pretend, pretend
 That emotions don't exist,
 She never thought
 She would feel like this
 
 If only emotions didn't exist,
 Saying goodbye wouldn't
 Be so hard, but because of the 
 Existence of emotions, saying
 Goodbye leads up to tears, tears led up to fear,
 The fear of opening up your heart again,
 The fear of letting someone back in
 
 What is love?
 Is it to make us feel safe,
 Or is it just a game to play?
 Love is like a battle
 Just like a game of scrabble, 
 It's our choice of what word to make,
 Just like it's our choice of which path to take
 
 This girl had to be wise
 If she ever met another guy,
 She couldn't open her heart
 too soon, because she already
 played that tune
 
 If only emotions didn't exist,
 There wouldn't be no right
 Or wrong path to take, but
 Because of the existence of emotions,
 There might be regrets and mistakes,
 But if emotions didn't exist, 
 then what kind of world is this?
 
 It's funny how I started this story
 With she, when really this is all about me,
 When I see him, I keep my head held high,
 And the only regret I have is saying goodbye,
 But I have to move on, we live and learn,
 And life goes on, I can only play my part,
 And remember to play it smart, and
 This time try not to end up with a broken heart

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