Myself was lost

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I have gone through a lot of loss
Until it arrives at the deepest sorrow
When I started to miss myself

I curse many things
Stabbed my soul to death
Asking for all forgiveness

I miss myself being able to paint a smile in sincerity
I miss myself being able to break the ice
I long for life without heart rebellion

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