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I've lost the will to read and

I'm losing the will to write

I've yet to find my will to live

But I am too afraid to die
J
never trust
the boy who says
he loves you

never trust
the green eyes
or the wicked lips

never trust
your own heart
because it doesn't know ****

but you will believe him
and you will fall hard
and you will get hurt

— The End —