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Missing

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by NorthFox

by NorthFox

I lost myself in the light of day.
I dont know where I went.

All mixed upiside.
All wrong and falling apart.

I lost myself in a breath.
I lost my train of thought

All things are going wrong.
All things are drowning deep.

I lost a look inside my mind.
I lost a letter you wrote in time.

All keeps a time.
All ends in ruin.

I lost my peices.
I lost my mind.

All a little mixed up this time.
All missing parts and peices of mine.