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[letterfor_you]

If I could only be what you
Wanted me to be I would stay
But seeing you in that way makes
Me wanner go loosing count and
Being obesest the days used to be
So young but now there long and
Never ending minuets become hours
Days become years life is to short and
Such a wast to those who don’t use it
Down the street not across
Last breath and flowing words
Flowing blood soaking in and under the
Sheets no one crying at the furinal
Is my wort fear come to meet me
Half way in the middle of the darkness
It comes to me and goes in a blink of an eye

why are we all here?

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i am board