Distorted Image

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When did the image of you become a distorted mess

Messing with the balance of your soul, no peace

Take a piece of your body and compare it to your other half 

Half of what you were has changed, half continues to stay the same 

But the same things about you never looked so different 

Different in the way day and night continue to chase after each other 

The other you has warped the minds of things around you 

Running full circle, this is who you are meant to be 

Believe me when I say I will never stop missing you

But you are not who I once knew

But as we change, we can grow 

Grow to new heights, new limits, new possibilities 

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