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And this is how it feels when I ignore the words you spoke to me.
And this is where I lose myself when I keep running away from you.
And this is who I am when, when I don't know myself anymore.
And this is what I choose when it's all left up to me.
And this is how it looks when I am standing on the edge.
And this is how I break apart when I finally hit the ground.
And this is how it hurts when I pretend I don't feel any pain.
And this is how I disappear when I throw myself away.