True Life

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My heart is torn. I'm really bored,
I have nothing to do, without
Wishing that I need you,
But I don't.

Hope floats like dead
People on loveboats.
Living in a perfect world
Not at all. Feelings flying like
A damn football.

Mirror, mirror on the wall,
My mind fall. Helpless
Words and angry faces,
Different people every
Places.

I have to face the fear, to live,
Not disappear.

by Cipp.

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