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Dec 2018
It feels the walls are falling
Under my roof I hide
From reality and the fallacy that I don’t feel alone even when I’m not the only one home
And where I’m grown doesn’t feel like home
It feels like I’m alone homeless and postpone from friends with this loneliness
My skeleton wasn’t built to endure this mental pain and my brain wasn’t built to hurt my friends
And it hurts beneath the skin when I bend the truth about if I’ll win for you
But the truth is I’m losing for no one and it’s been like this since day one.
Folie
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