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Sometimes I feel like I am not the me I'm Supposed to be. In the mirror there are eyes Looking back at A disguise someone Else molded. Even though you Held me together My soul was still Severed and I can't find All of the pieces To make me remember Who I was. Before the scars on my Heart made its beating Erratic and before Every song that I heard Went from lyric To static. Before the touch of a hand Made my blood run cold, Before the sight of you Started getting old. While the thought of Living without you Makes my smile fade A smile that I made To oust the darkness; Sometimes I wonder What happened to the Younger me that Yearned to be free.
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May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 8:57 PM UTC
Who am I
Sometimes I feel like I am not the me I'm Supposed to be. In the mirror there are eyes Looking back at A disguise someone Else molded. Even though you Held me together My soul was still Severed and I can't find All of the pieces To make me remember Who I was. Before the scars on my Heart made its beating Erratic and before Every song that I heard Went from lyric To static. Before the touch of a hand Made my blood run cold, Before the sight of you Started getting old. While the thought of Living without you Makes my smile fade A smile that I made To oust the darkness; Sometimes I wonder What happened to the Younger me that Yearned to be free.
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SheOfNeverland
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SheOfNeverland
May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 8:57 PM UTC
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