Well...I don't know if it's any good...I just started to write because I had one of these rare moments of creativity.
English is not my first languages so there might be some mistakes in it.
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I'm looking for me
I never come to rest
I'm looking for me.
You are the one who knows me best.
I'm recovering pieces of my soul
but I'm too afraid of what I could find out so I back away
There's a big black hole.
And no reason for me to stay.
So now I'm running from myself
without destination at all.
I'm running from myself
and wait for someone to break my fall.
I'm as insecure as tu
maybe even more...
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