............... In the end everything is in just your imagination ....................













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How im still alive or this is someone else's or is just me and the voices i don't know myself anymore but the light keep shiny and my soul  vibrate in harmony and heals im no more pieces I'm a half of something time will tell what remains .                                                                      In the end I keep lying to my self that will be fine but im not that person no more he gave up left and all that remains is this small piece that I treasure but is not enough.                                                                                                                                                                                                   I hate it hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate  my soul burns it hurts but there no sound no more I can't hear my self no again and again again again