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Lying on the floor.
Naked.
Lying to myself.
Freaked.
Standing on the edge
Broken souls around me
Lonely, sad and deformed
I´m just wishing: find me...
Dry pieces of them had whispered:
Have you ever seen the rain?
When I answered, they just told me:
You will NEVER heal the pain...
Like Will once said:
LOVE IS BLIND.
And my soul?
It´s hard to find...
