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Through her eyes


Every time I see the pain she’s carrying inside, it’s killing me.

Every time I see she’s trying not to make a weepy eye and try to be jolly somehow, it’s killing me.

I can see it all through her eyes.

And the sad thing is, there’s nothing I can do but just to look away!

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