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Mar 2019
Saturdays
you leave me
I'm alone
I lost myself
so I feel out of home
lost my shell
am I all alone
even with this skin on
lost my shell
saturdays
I can't find my head
homesick
I can't find myself
can't come through
I'm not with you
I'm not with me
drowning in a fountain of poisoned youth
tastes so sweet
killing me
dark consumed
lower than the ocean
I'm more than alone
what's the feeling
to feel more than alone
eileen
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