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Y .Friday, July 22, 2005.

I don't know if someone's avoiding me for a reason.
I don't know if someone has a damn problem with me.
I don't know if I should feel this way.
I don't know if I should surface upon this dry earth again.

I don't know what went wrong.
I don't know why I did this.
I don't know if I'm their reason of their anger and gloom.
Please talk to me, I just wanna know.

Avoiding me won't do a thing.
Killing your virtual self won't solve it all.
Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe I'm just paranoid.
I won't know if you won't talk to me.

I'm guilty. I'm confused. I'm sorry.
If I crossed the wrong road,
I'm telling you, I'm sorry.
If I'm paranoid and you proved me all wrong,
I'll admit it: I'm guilty.



YYY
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