What's Missing
I don't know what it is
Now why I feel this way
But ever since I've known
It's like something's missing every day
There is this void inside me
That's always in my heart
Empty and incomplete
Like there's a missing part
But no matter what I do
And how much I seem to try
I can't bring myself to understand
What? How? And why?
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