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Jun 2014
Wish I was never born at all

Born with a mind so i was born dead

In today's world is any knowledge worth knowing

Whats is the purpose of progress if we were born to die

What is the point of hate if we are all just barely even alive

The older I seem to get the more and more I realize I don't know who I am

Life is meaningless without hope but why have hope if everything you Love

Dies.
Tyler Vogt
Written by
Tyler Vogt  Louisville
(Louisville)   
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