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Sep 2015
Everything hurts, and I want to die,
I don’t understand, why we even try.
There is no point, no light, no hope,
Just this endless downhill *****,
From perfection to this untold pain,
Yet I always let it, it happen again
The Last Wordsmith
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The Last Wordsmith  New Zealand
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