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Jun 2011
I am a child, with no hopes
No dreams.

Nothing left to break.
Nothing left to steal.
Nothing left to burn.
Nothing but my life to take.

Don't take me away.
Don't be surprised.
Don't gasp and cry.
Just remember that everyone dies.

Some die sooner than others.
Some remain for a bit longer,
Some are too weak to live it out,
And I am no stronger.

Let me leave.
Let me walk out this door,
Let me fall asleep,
To awake nevermore.

I am a child, who had no hopes,
No dreams.
Alexander Smith
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