it hurts sometimes.

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It's been a few days since I felt like myself.

don't know where the person I was went.

I miss her tho, I do very much.

whoever I am now,

this person is weak.

I don't want to be like her.

but I don't want to keep fighting through it,

and become numb to the pain.

I miss the person I was before.

unaware of the hurt.

whose smile was not faked,

whose eyes were not blurred.

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