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i watch your hair swaying the wind that know one feels. your screams that know one hear. you fall into what you call you pit of misunderstanding when you bury your self down there crying to no one and telling no one that it hurts that your life is with out meaning that you want to die. sure your first kiss was unpleasant because you made it so uncomfortable. you find that know no one understands when you don't try to help people under stand and that is why no one understands