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With everyday, thats carelessly thrown away,
I wake up feeling like I've gone astray.
Could it be that my heart is made of stone?
All of my friends have turned away,
I need something, someone i feel alone.
My emptyness constantly reminds me of hidden pain,
That the surface hid.
My smile says im fine,
But deep inside I feel the need to cry.
As I try to speak,
My afflicted words come out misused.
When can I be happy again?
I don't want to be left confused.
I know one day I'll eventually find my way,
But until then im left astray...





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