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Feelings To Kill
Some days I watched
Sometimes I cried
Most days I dreamed
It felt unreal
It felt too far
To leave a scar
Too hard to stare
No one would dare
Intense
The howl within
A broken violin
Plays my chagrin
Nothing lasts
Go back, go back
A sounding blast
In the shark’s playground
Some days I watched
Sometimes I cried
Most days I dreamed
Of synthetic happiness
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