Let me take some of the punches.
I feel empty all the time
A vast forgotten memory of myself
When was I happy, when was I whole?
I stop and ask myself
as I stare into the mirror to see a reflection of nothing
I carry a burden
Bad memories hidden deep within
All the scars, all the bruises, all the punches
I can't force it out
It just wears me out
A vast forgotten memory of myself
When was I happy, when was I whole?
I stop and ask myself
as I stare into the mirror to see a reflection of nothing
I carry a burden
Bad memories hidden deep within
All the scars, all the bruises, all the punches
I can't force it out
It just wears me out
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