What is there now where there once was a soul?
What chance, have I to emerge from this whole?
What then, when you know that you'll lose in the end?
How do you live when you have to pretend?
Why is this secret so painful to bear?
What keeps me from saying what I'd never dare?
Why won't they notice what I try to hide?
Where are all the tears that I still haven't cried?
How many times have my distant eyes lied?
I forge my shell at what cost?
Is this a dream from which I cannot wake?
How long do I have now before I must break?
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Foi você quem escreveu isso?
De qualquer forma, é perfeito.
E se encaixa perfeitamente na minha vida...
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