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Aug 2018
When the cold air starts to come out

I feel like I'm not around

Where does the wind go
After it dies

I'm not who I want to be

I act a way I shouldn't

People see me so differently

I don't know who I want to be anymore

When the lights turn off

I feel so lost

When I wake up early

I feel so calm

I am not who I want to be

Is there only one life
to live

Time will never wait for me
eileen
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eileen
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