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Swallow my lies. as i obscure my emotions. why must i contset myself. always against myself. embody another likeness. death of true spirit. reflection brings question. search for another. i'm sorry. if i can't feel. i'm sorry i'm not real. pour myself into a mold of you. grasped to fast. lost my reflection. why must i contest myself. always against myself. imitation gets so far. but it kills from within. i'm sorry if i can't feel. i'm sorry i'm not real. every time i think i'm right. i come out wrong. every time i think to myself. i'm against my self From Letras Mania