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talkin about strange feeling how the person is feeling when people betrayed her |
| strange when i want to go home walls start getting high the warmth in my home now turn into echoes of tears strange from holding tight to getting quite that much quite the voices in me tear me apart i look at their face with smile on my face and pain in my eyes i was strong but fragile for them they pick me from my stick then picked my patels a withered flower shattered but still give the same frangnance strange |