</>As i sit here alone i look at the man n the mirror searching for my soul, my hearts beat's alone... a men with n
manys words..but left unknown.. i grew up with a heart... but why is it soo cold... questioning the things i been told as i see mu life ahead of me unfold... wondering would i always feel like i am alone..? i am searching for something thats bigger then me a heart that will never dies.. or grow old......
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