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Caxton There are things I'm afraid to tell you, too afraid that you won't care.
But when I turn around, I need to know you'll be there.
I can't indulge in my self-pity, cause theres none there that I feel.
But what I feel for you right now, I know that this is real.
I hold myself from kissing you, and I keep a smile on my face.
But then when I look at you, I just think lifes a random race.
Surely you know I love you, and I hope you love me too, but when I think about showing...I know you never do.
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