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why?
My fears lead me to a fake identity.
I was lost.
my self inflicted wounds caused chaos.
my trust withheld.
my will to strive.
crushed due to my own demise.
sometimes I pleaded and wondered...why?
ANSWER ME!
why is it so hard to cry?
the sh*t I went through used to make me want to die.
I used to think, make a tie.
throw it up high.
and maybe then
I could fly.
yet here I am asking...why?
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