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Some days I feel like an empty shell A dead man walking the depths of hell I try so hard to feel something there But its all empty, nothing but cold and fear I am a stranger trapped in my own skin There's something dark crawling from within I look inside to find out whats wrong Turns out I've lost myself for so long Didn't even notice what was missing Felt all lost and aching, Why and what though? These are questions that needs answering... Some days I don't feel like moving, But as they say, If you're already in hell, just keep going.
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Jun 14, 2020
Jun 14, 2020 at 11:45 PM UTC
Some Days...
Some days I feel like an empty shell A dead man walking the depths of hell I try so hard to feel something there But its all empty, nothing but cold and fear I am a stranger trapped in my own skin There's something dark crawling from within I look inside to find out whats wrong Turns out I've lost myself for so long Didn't even notice what was missing Felt all lost and aching, Why and what though? These are questions that needs answering... Some days I don't feel like moving, But as they say, If you're already in hell, just keep going.
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16/F/Cebu, Philippines
Jun 14, 2020
Jun 14, 2020 at 11:45 PM UTC
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