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Real and What Is Not
These feeling's inside are so twisted and broke. Can't make sence of all the thing's I've spoke. I want to love but something inside fills me with fear, so I hide. Every time I love, it fall's apart. Not even sure what is in my heart. I say these thing's I think I feel. But not even sure if it is real. Not playing game's, though that's how it may seem. The thing's I do are like a bad dream. It's been a long time since I've felt right. Not sure of myself, can't trust the light. A withered heart will never be the same. To be a lover is just a name. Labeled a fool, messed up this call. Every time I stand I always fall. Every time I love, it falls apart. Not even sure what is in my heart. I say these things I think I feel. But not even sure if it is real. I left myself behind a long time ago. With everything I have done, I have nothing to show. I feel so empty, nothing to give. A hollow shell, but still, I live. Every time I love, it falls apart. Don't even care what is in my heart. I say these things I think I feel, but cant even tell if any of it is real. Every single time.
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