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Doorway to the past

Some things were meant to be..

I wonder my own thoughts

Aching, smiling and breaking

I locked out the door in every steps ahead

I try to understand myself

Timeless feeling like an ocean

You’ll never understand why

You’ll never be able to find how

Door closed when you out

Opening, breaking and pulling

It’s just made me feel always mad

I try to sneak in and catch myself

Trapped and drowned in an ocean



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