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laying down, im feeling a mess I look at my hand, as it falls to my chest It feels hollow just empty space though this feeling never matches my face one day I'll find my way away from this place
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Apr 23, 2016
Apr 23, 2016 at 10:26 AM UTC
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laying down, im feeling a mess I look at my hand, as it falls to my chest It feels hollow just empty space though this feeling never matches my face one day I'll find my way away from this place
something i wrote while listening to music and feeling down
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25/M/English
Apr 23, 2016
Apr 23, 2016 at 10:26 AM UTC
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