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i have never been happier than ever
even tho it's empty,
i still try to make it work
i don't even know if it's possible

i feel like an impostor
told people that i'm fine
but clearly i'm just lying to myself
and want to dissapear

the ambience that i felt
the cold, the blood
featuring the thunder and the rain
the atmosphere that has a potential to kill

i always want to be the best
i'm selfish and reckless
has no heart and always shut people out
to be honest, i kinda hate myself

always want to be loved
but never want to love somebody
always want to be cared of
but never want to care to anyone, nor anything

—n

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