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Do Ya' Get It?
There's this pain in my chest where he should be,the tears I must cry that he can't see 
 
 I want so bad to be his baby, oh my heart is driving me crazy 
 
 I'd like to spread my wings and fly ,soaring, tumbling through the sky 
 
 But my feelings keep me rooted down ,no one to help me till after I drown 
 
 A thousand miles I must walk away, but here forever he must stay
 
 Tearing off half a jagged heart, millions upon billions of smiles apart 
 
 Is happiness ever a choice to make, either to build or egar to break 
 
 I should have told him before i left, say his name and hold my breath 
 
 Never wanting to go too far, trying to stay that of who you are 
 
 I want him to know and understand, sometimes you sit before you can stand 
 
 Life is hard to figure out, to be heard you must sometimes scream and shout 
 
 But if he remembers to simply love, nothing can ever come above 
 
 If I said his name a thousand times and went to the ends of the earth and rhymed 
 
 If i held his hand and looked into his eyes, he would never think to realize 
 
 But when I'm gone and have disappeared, he'll miss me for not being near 
 
 At this moment stuck in time, there is such a horrible crime 
 
 Hundreds of miles spread apart, something is blooming in our hearts 
 
 It is something I hope he sees, I love him but does he love me? 
 
 Do ya get it? - Shes in love

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