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Nov 2019
I feel as though I was meant to die
I was born with a hole in my heart
A sign from God that I wasn't meant to love,

Breath,

Cry,

Or live

I was born to die like we all are
But I accept my fate

In such a short time I have lived too long  
God gambled with my life
And now I am here
Suffering
while wining

Pay me to breath
Give me something worth my soul
Trade me to death
Let him have his way
I will die in his cold embrace
And suffer no more
I have lived too long
Suffering
While wining
fun fact I was born with a hole in my heart, don't worry I'm fine now and the hole has closed.
Written by
Tabitha
135
   Bogdan Dragos
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