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I think sometimes I’m not really here

  This is just a temporary life that I live

If it were real I’d certainly be losing my mind

  Every time I give myself the chance to stop and think

I start to lose control and all of my emotions overflow without warning

  No, please don’t try to hold me I don’t find security in your arms

Please tell me you don’t want me, cause then I’ll know that you weren’t harmed



1998

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