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I want to go to the moon
and just cry.
Seeing the earth still moving,
everyone life still moving
without me-
they still move
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I feel the tears building as I sit here.
disconnected from everyone and thing,
I sit here with tears building.
Bitting my lip, pinching my ear,
feeling supper from everyone else
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The mirror lies about the truth-
making imperfections invisible,
hiding them from my eyes.
The wicked mirror lie about the memories-
bearing the scars
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