My head used to be a colorful forest , but now is a motionless wasteland , my hopes and dreams are now shattered different pieces of what i used to be , im waiting for nothing , just living my saddest day by day , all my memories are a vain atempt to change my mood , but my feelings dissapeared a long time ago , without a hint or a clue about where they are , and well, im not trying to find them anyway....
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Pieces of myself
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