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The way I’ve hurt, I think nobody deserves at all. But I think of those hungry people, Those helpless people, Those aimless people. Oh my lovely people, Why did they pay the price That I was investing? Why did they let their dream die Instead of following the life as the ending? Why did I make them fight? Why did I make them choose the thing I thought was right? Why didn’t they listen to them? Or maybe I made them choose this life aim. I don’t know how many apologies I should owe That the beautiful world you want to show To your kids, to your belongings, To your family happily singing. Forgive me, my soldier, I let your dream die. I let you fight against your brother When you wanted to live a peaceful life. I taught you to leave your soul dream, So I could use your skin. I am so guilty now, Please forgive me, my dear soldier. I want to wash my sin.
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Feb 20, 2025
Feb 20, 2025 at 10:14 PM UTC
If i were dying general
The way I’ve hurt, I think nobody deserves at all. But I think of those hungry people, Those helpless people, Those aimless people. Oh my lovely people, Why did they pay the price That I was investing? Why did they let their dream die Instead of following the life as the ending? Why did I make them fight? Why did I make them choose the thing I thought was right? Why didn’t they listen to them? Or maybe I made them choose this life aim. I don’t know how many apologies I should owe That the beautiful world you want to show To your kids, to your belongings, To your family happily singing. Forgive me, my soldier, I let your dream die. I let you fight against your brother When you wanted to live a peaceful life. I taught you to leave your soul dream, So I could use your skin. I am so guilty now, Please forgive me, my dear soldier. I want to wash my sin.
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21/M/Canada
Feb 20, 2025
Feb 20, 2025 at 10:14 PM UTC
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