Essa Não Sou Eu.
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Essa não sou eu, quem sou? Eu não sei, definitivamente enlouqueci, Tanta mágoa dentro de mim, tanta decepção, aquilo me matou. As pessoas foram tão duras e frias comigo e eu me tornei assim fria. Eu era tão feliz, transbordava tanta felicidade, e aonde eu estava as pessoas sorriam.. Doeu, me lembrar de tudo que eu era doeu, Mas mudei porque? Porque as pessoas me julgaram por erros bobos e se esqueceram de tantos acertos, As pessoas me fizeram mal de uma forma, que eu me esqueci o quão diferente era delas, eu tão cheia de amor, tão meiga, tão preocupado com todos, morri. E hoje me procuro loucamente dentro de mim.. Ou eu apenas enlouqueci?.
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