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Missing a piece

All ive had on my mind
Have disapeared
To let place
Never to come near

I'm always afraid
In the darkest times
When the night comes to collect
All of my fears

And when the day comes
As if it disappears
Like forgotten dreams
Missing a piece

Iam missing a piece
Iam missing more
Much more than what it seems
Or maybe lessĀ 

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<Deleted User> (29585)

Sun 3rd Jan 2021 14:30

Nice.

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