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I'm creating the self of me.


The self Of Me


I don't know what to search for.
Or where it can be found.
Falling hard, but not yet hit the ground.
Dreams take a distance from me.
I am lost, not free.

Saying my thoughts out loud,
or am I recalling something I maybe
once read? How can I be alive and still
feel so dead?

Maybe it's all just in my head. I am going mad
and can't get out of bed.




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Publicerad 2013-08-23 14:35



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