Don't know

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I don't know how I really feel,
I don't know If I'm even real,
I don't know what others think,
but know im the broken link,
the one that snapped and fell apart,
the one that let her feelings dart,
and run away inside,
trying her best to hide,
but failing to conceal,
how she really feels,
the dullness in her eyes,
show how she's died,
how much she wants to go,
leave and be unknown,
how she lost herself sometime ago,
she's left her high, for a deadly low




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