Feel like I'm fading losing myself Lost in the wastelands there is no where else nothing but lonely memories dead The ghosts still linger in the midnight of my head I look at my hands I see straight through Am I going insane Do you see it too? Fading to nothing not blue , not black fading so fast now Will I ever come back? What do you do when you can see through your skin? How do you stop the spiral How do you get un-thin? Feeling thinner a shadow of me wandering my wastelands will I ever be free?Birth sign: Scorpio
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