Eleven

Something's Missing
And I'm losing time
I'm staring at the w
hite wall and I'm no
t feeling fine, I coul
d try to, but a friend,
he said, "Don't ever
lie, because you are
n't a liar, and you've
never cried", so I w
on't be a liar, because
he was simply wrong,
One thing is true, the
other long gone. 

The End

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