Losing parts of 'me'

[Dragon's Mistress]

Again I'm restless
Confused by all what's happening
Feelings being torn
I don't know what I feel
My heart and head turned upside down
Dazed by what I can feel
You made me feel like I'm not a person
Just a product you can use till it's empty
An emptiness I can't fill agian...
Why do people always take a part of me with them when they leave?
How long will it take till I'm completely used?
Everytime I think that I have found a piece of me again
It turns out to be an illusion
And I lose another bit of 'me'

[Aeneas]

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