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May 2018
would ask you about myself
you wouldn't know how to answer

I would ask myself
I don't have the answers

my reflection has left the mirror

my shadow is missing

feels like I'm a ghost

it's getting too cold

how have you been
is this it
I should be able to ask you a simple question

I haven't really told nobody

I have a fake laugh
I don't know where to find the real one

no one knows
I live for the rain
the sun
and the clouds

I'm obsessed with the moon
I talk to the stars

I sleep with the lights on

I'm raining on myself
I'm so sad

I want to ask you
who do you think I am

yet I've never revealed myself
to anyone

I'll ask the moon
I'll ask the stars
I'll tell the sun
eileen
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eileen
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