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May 2017
Somebody once told me "It will be okay.",
that someone was a liar and now he's another loose end,
you know people that want to **** themselves,
aren't really mad,
they just want the pain to go away and leave everything dark,
I keep remembering when I was a child, how I was happy and noone could take away my smile,
then I grew older,
got some scars,
yet I was a loner,
still smiling,
guess I was an ***,
now I wish I could go back or never was born,
because it's too painful to live here between animals and crows,
I stopped belivin' in these stupid lights and accepted that I'm leaving with nobody aside.
30. December 2015
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