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it can't wait untill i am dead!
stop it!
eachday a new sun a new stain apon my eyes as i see the world tron apart , people and animals i see no diffrence in them at all at lest not how i used to.
WHy does the air that hits my skin burn so much? Why is it that my eyes water when i see you and not the moon.
where have all the good days gone why are you poking at me I am aliveyes i do breath stop it just stop!!!