Well I write sometimes. I'm not good at but I do it anyways. Keeps my thoughts together cause I don't have friends so I write insted of talk.
Eyes tightly closed.
Mind widely opend.
Visons, dreams, memories
My mind goes back and replays.
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Its not that I want to die
I already don't think I'm alive.
To live is just a pipe dream of mine.
I go day by day
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