your loss

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too scared to admit

I fell for you and it reciprocated 


I can't keep it in the mist

you should have assumed


my hands aren't tied

I won't keep it up for no credit received


I won't ignore

you never cared


you're lying to yourself and believe it

I won't stand for you anymore

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