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Mar 11
Screaming so loud,
Yet no one hears a sound.
Drowning in sorrow’s I feel tied,
Was everything I wanted just a lie?

Sculpting myself in the dark,
Fighting not to fall apart.
But when I was drowning, I learned to breathe,
Is wanting happiness a dream or just greed?

I’m the problem, Known to all,
Is finally time for my imaginary empire to fall.
Written by
Samuel
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     ---, rick, Berrin Yakar and Vianne Lior
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