Split Up

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Can you hear me scream?
Can you see me hide?
Can you feel how I feel?
Now I'm bleeding,
Now I'm falling, and
I'm feeling unreal.

What am I supposed to do?
Do I leave here and forget about you?
So what do I do with all these
Memories that weren't blue?

It feels like I'm all alone,
But no it's like ice cream blown
off it's cone.
It will never be the same.





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