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There are faces in my head. Ones I don't remember yet. People quite often turn up dead.
There are memories in my head. Ones I'd like to forget. People aren't what they seem, quite often turn out mean.
There are spaces in my head. Some I've made myself. Other I don't know how. People often fill the void.
There's a head behind this face.
There are faces in my head. Ones I don't remember yet. People quite often turn up dead.
There are memories in my head. Ones I'd like to forget. People aren't what they seem, quite often turn out mean.
There are spaces in my head. Some I've made myself. Other I don't know how. People often fill the void.
There's a head behind this face.
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