I stare at myself wandering in nowhere.
I don't feel my own thoughts as mine.
I miss myself.
-lost
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the miss one
PoetryThoughts: These words are a traslation of what goes through my mind, but my mouth is not able to say. A bunch of stormy thoughts are turned into intelligible words which tell the stories behind the writer. I am trying to find the missing pieces I...
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I stare at myself wandering in nowhere.
I don't feel my own thoughts as mine.
I miss myself.
-lost
