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wasted

i want to wake up every morning,

and feel the sun on my face,

i want to know my life wasn't a disgrace.

a waste of space.

i want to feel happiness.

help me see through my tears.

all theys years.

a wasted life.

all full of fears.
Written by fallenangel
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