Missing they say I've gone missing, my head won't stop spinning. get these thoughts out my head, the darkness out my eyes. I feel like I'm dead, I can't stop hearing their cries. I scream, I shout, can you even hear me? what's the point in trying, when we all know I'm missing. they say I've gone missing, maybe they're right.
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