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Separated


Life, being split in half

Never the same again

Crying, it never ends

I can't defend myself 

From all the feelings

Deep beneath, not hard to reach

If just they could see

How much it hurts me

Unlike others, I go from one place to another

All I feel is seperated, exasperated

Morning, or night

No matter how hard I try 

It never, feels right

Separated, exasperated

 

 

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