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When i only got, me, myself, and i to deal with, I will always get brought down. No matter how hard i try, i wanna be a falling star, Fly as high as an eagle eye, my whole life is just a lie. I ask my self every day, why am I even alive? Is there a point to living? Why do I cry? every time I feel so happy or is this what feel like to ...... Die
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Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 2:03 PM UTC
me....myself..and i
When i only got, me, myself, and i to deal with, I will always get brought down. No matter how hard i try, i wanna be a falling star, Fly as high as an eagle eye, my whole life is just a lie. I ask my self every day, why am I even alive? Is there a point to living? Why do I cry? every time I feel so happy or is this what feel like to ...... Die
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Jun 1, 2020 at 2:03 PM UTC
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