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I'm looking at you through the glass...

Don't know how much time has passed

Oh god it feels like forever

But no one ever tells you that forever

Feels like home sitting all alone inside your head

How do you feel?

That is the question

But i forget.. you dont expect and easy answer

When something like a soul becomes

Initialized and folded up like paper dolls and little notes

You cant expect a bit of hope

And while your outside looking in

Describing what you see

Remember what your staring at is me