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Where Am I Going?
I'm fragments?
But what broke me?
I'm the mask.
And I'm dying.
I shall fade.
I shall fall.
Is it now too late?
Too young to die not likely.
Happiness is forever out of reach.
And I cling to sadness before I lose that too....
But what broke me?
I'm the mask.
And I'm dying.
I shall fade.
I shall fall.
Is it now too late?
Too young to die not likely.
Happiness is forever out of reach.
And I cling to sadness before I lose that too....
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