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i'm new to this entire poem stuff... so sorry if it sounds bad ... anyway i'm not normal and i usally keep things to myself but i think its time to speak out... |
Never bring right
always doing wrong...
Everyday i want to die
but i cling on to life as much as i do death...
Cried one Day
Cried all day...
I remember when we use to talk
we had our good times...
Cried one Day
Cried all day...
Everyday i want to die
but i cling on to life as much as i do death...
Never bring right
always doing wrong...