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Oct 2013
I was never meant to be born
My heart full of bitter malice and scorn
I cause only grief and sorrow
There is no silver lining in my tomorrow
I am a waste of space
With a lying bitter face
I have no point in living
Only many for grieving
I am sick of living this life of pain
When there is nothing that I gain
I might as well say my farewell
For there is no reason here for me to dwell
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