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May 2015
I think about dying each and every day
Not finding a single reason for why I should stay
I know it shouldn't end this way
But what a way in sweet may
I long to know the answer for my existence
But I have promised to keep my fair distance
I don't want to suffer no more
You should just let me out the door
Because each and ever night
I long to see that bright light
Nothing you can say will change my decision
Them crying at the funnel is all I vision
I'm sorry i didn't mean to hurt you
But my life's end is due
Not true
Serena Lee
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