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"Why Pretend?" by qrt_inch

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I don't know why
I even pretend to try
The more I find out
The more I want to die

Time passes each day
Filling my heart with more dismay
The world is teaching me
No matter what in life, I pay

I don't know why
I even pretend to try
Even when I'm laughing
Hidden deep inside, I cry

Memories of life, the past
The hurt inside the heavy cast
Trying to suppress them
In life I've passed

I don't know why
I even pretend to try
I don't belong here
I belong in the sky

The pain would be gone
The tear ducts run dry
I'd served my purpose
No more would I have to lie

I don't know why
I even pretended to try
To hold in the pain, to pretend to be
Finally, my body and mind, set free



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On Monday October 1st, 2007, Dancing_Monkey (1761) writes:
Are we pretending, cous I like pretending?


On Tuesday October 2nd, 2007, qrt_inch (8) writes:
I hate pretending, I wish I truly didn't endure such emotional pain each day


On Tuesday October 2nd, 2007, Dancing_Monkey (1761) writes:
The day might come



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