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I'm here, you see me. That just made my day. I'm going back to hide and get away. Someone comes here to use. Someone comes here to find. The many human stores I can't deny. Tried to enjoy my losses, Which got free to take away. Constantly on repeat like Groundhog Day. I find it's all right and I Don't jump over my head. I'm laying low 'til I'm okay Instead. 'Cause I'm a container. I thought that my foolish heart would never Be In standby mode. But now it shows how it Breaks with every missed call. It slowly turns to dark. It's a bitter curse I'm bound with. No shapes, no colors, Filters, and disco balls. The lines are blurred, and I can't see at All. Someone comes here to lose. Someone comes here to hide. The many human stores I can't deny. What my soul contains is a memory Of all the things that I have lost. The dreams I blew, Overlooked. The moments are luster. I blame it. The borders I have built, the face that I Still give. I Realize She's gone, but I'm still here to find the Words. She's gone, but I'm still here to Find the words.