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The Mess I Call Me

I try to remember all that I can. All I can see is not what I am.
I try to remember the faces I’ve seen but all I can see is the mess I call me, the mess I call me.

I try to remember the places I’ve been. A time before me, on you that I lean.
I try to remember all that I was, but all I can see is the mess I call me, the mess I call me.

I know how it feels to love and be loved, but the years that we’ve lost, to hurt and to pain.
Now I struggle to hold on to all that I am. All I can see is the mess I call me, the mess I call me.

I try to think of the days of before. A flicker of life, happy and more.
I try to hold on to all that I was, but all I can see is the mess I call me, the mess I call me. Mess I call me
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BANJO

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