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Nov 2018
Fly
My only wish is that I die
Pay no heed when I cry
The tears are lost on those betrayed
And on those who maybe should have stayed
I'll stick a needle in my eye and pound away until I die
For maybe then Ill get to fly
Away from earth and my will to die

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Connor  18/M/USA
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