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Who?
I no longer know who I am
lost in this world, I may be an accident.
Don't tell me what comes next,
the surprise is not enough.
if I could do it everything again,
I would take for me almost all the same,
every choice I made
just made me who I am
If I pretend to do all I can
lost in the pathetic world,
created and shaped of stolen souls
in whit I choose to be living
And once again your call
seems to be killing everything in me
the darkest look doomed by my will
even in my jaded times, I'd got some hope.
If I pretend to do all I can
lost in the pathetic world,
you created and gave shape for stolen souls
and I chosed to be living in.
if I could do it everything again,
I would take for me almost all the same,
every choice I made
just made me who I am
Published 1st Oct 2014
| Edited 8th Oct 2014
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