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Alone not a unusual thing, for you atleast

With your thoughts 

In a shell secluded from all

Tearing up so tired of lies and being unhappy

No time for emotion, girl stop all mess

You have little ones to be strong for 

The only beings that need you the most

Is it you? or are you just damned

Somehow you always find yourself right back here

Right back here, self inventory

Trying to find you

You lose her sometimes, you neglect her and the fact that there's void

Love her, no one else will do it the way you would

Whats the emptiness, Is it love, companionship, GOD tell me