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Feb 2015
Humans are such dangerous but
Fragile creatures
There's an easier way of doing everything
But we always choose the hard way
I guess I'm trying to say
I chose you
You were my hard way
I didn't make it out alive
You took all I could give
I know you won't give any back
Bad or good choice
I don't know
I won't know until I'm on my death bed
Breathing my final words
You will never know
Poor destructive humans
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