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My question to you.
Lost does not mean forgotten. Forgotten does not mean forgiven. When I told you I was fine, did you see the look in my eyes telling you I was hurt? When I told you I was just tired, did you see my tears telling you I was broken? When I told you I didn't say anything, did you hear me whisper I love you? You know nothing about me and yet you think you know me. How can you not see the discord and chaos in my eyes? How can you not hear the pain and torment in my voice? You don't know me. How can you say you love me? So why do I still beg you to understand?
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