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Jul 2014
I'm not living for me any more
Not for the reasons I was living before
I'm only keep living, cause she'll cry if I don't
But part of me's awaiting, the day when she won't
So I can leave this world behind
and end the pain that's clouding my mind.
The Last Wordsmith
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The Last Wordsmith  New Zealand
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