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There is a question that is printed in the minds of humans.
Why are we different?
So we wouldn't look the same.
ButI must make a list of the pros..
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You see, i have this obsession.
An obsession in which i would like to tell you about.
A little obsession called death.
The pain of someone dying.
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a basic poem of how i've been feeling
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There are three little words.
In which, i would like to tell you.
But yet....i cant.
You see my love, i can not tell you.
Because im afraid if i t..
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He loves her.
And its not me.
He's to blind to see that i like him.
And yet, i give him clues.
I keep getting mixed messages.
It seems like you..
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Why cant you see that all i want is you?
We talk, we hang out, we hug, but its never the same for you.
When we do things together, i always think ab..
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Pain is the only rememberence, that im still alive.
How much it hurts.
Weather if its just a headache, that feels like someone just peirced a knife..
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