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My Life

 

I am all alone
With everyone around.
All I do is moan.
No one hears, I found.
I really do not know
Why that I still live.
There's nowhere else to go.
I've nothing left to give.
Happiness went away,
Replaced by all my tears.
It's like that every day,
Been that way for years.
Why is there this hate,
Aimed at me like so?
Tomorrow I will wait,
But I'd rather go.
I'll wait but it will be
The same as it was before.
Nothing new to see,
The same and nothing more.

 

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