I can see it
I can see it
The pain in your eyes when you look at me
How you break down when you thought no one could see
The way your voice dulls every now and then
How your posture sometimes tense, like your frightened of something
Your gait reeks confidence, while your aura is blue
You've put up walls, so no one could reach you
I can see it
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