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Mar 2017
You try so hard to be someone else
That you forget who you are.
You try to full some emptiness
Till all you had spilled over.
You try to explain away your pain
But you don't know where to start.
Now everything's so far away
That you don't know where you are.
When all that you wanted,
And all that you had
Doesn't feel like enough for you,
There's still something to hold on to.
There's still something to belong to.
Just a little something
Dom Larmon
Written by
Dom Larmon  Chicago
(Chicago)   
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