They say I looked the happiest whenever I talked about you.. If only they had not told me about it.. Because now I couldn't feel the same like I did before. I just want you to know that I was genuinely happy when I talked about you, well before they told me I looked so happy and alive. Now I can't feel the same because I know the truth.. The girl I talked about is gone now.. She's dead. She's not the same girl I once knew.. She's gone.
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