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Mar 2014
Something kills me,
I wonder if it's pain,
Set me free,
So that I don't feel this again.

All I want,
Is not something more,
A little breeze,
And let the rain pour.

I stare at the sky,
See the birds fly,
It seems so high,
And wonder, why.

I tell myself not to cry,
But all I want to tell the world,
Is my last goodbye.
pain lonely goodbye
Trisha
Written by
Trisha  London.
(London.)   
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