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Hate feeling like I the lost ant wandering alone...Antennas always working I stay in the zone...Can't shed any tears because there are none to describe as my own...Everytime the phone blinks I think it is you reaching out...Can't sike myself out if I know what the truth is about...Typing away as so many letters are trying to get into words that make sense...But I cant release this pain even at my own expense...Wishing I had a sixth sense to catch all your lies, while I analyze exactly you want to dramatize
