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Too afraid to live,
Too afraid to die,
Is it just me?
Or is it another?
Why must I be the way that I am,
Putting like with like,
This with that,
I'm not very talented,
I'm not very smart,
What does the future hold,
Good, bad or none at all!
The pain so fierce,
I don't know why,
Somethings live,
Somethings die.
The pen I hold,
My mind works fast,
I don't know how long,
It, Will, Last.

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