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Every time I hear rain, I just want to dance in it.

I roll over on my side, And just stare at your side of the bed. I stroke your pillow, And close my eyes, And smile as if I can feel you. The war..

Being judged.

When you go through a paranoia stage, and you feel like the monsters will see all your biggest fears and use them against you.

When you feel all alone, and it's like no one is there to help.

Dreams that feel so real, that when you wake up, that's allow you can think about.

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