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The sun
I've went with the wind
An ended up undecided
I've searched for the stars
And ended up on the ground sighing
I've danced with the rain
And ended up misguided
So now I'm here
Stairing at the sun
And slowly dieing
I tried to be free
But now I'm here shackled
With disease and pain
Slowly going blind
And laughing maniacally
Everyone has path
That they follow
They drift
Rise
Fall
But I'm here to die quickly
To enjoy my time
Because I know
That this is all I have
There will never be a future
For me
Because all I want is to stare at the sun
Until I'm blind
Until I'm tired
Until I'm sick
And can no longer get up
Lift myself off the ground
Any longer
An ended up undecided
I've searched for the stars
And ended up on the ground sighing
I've danced with the rain
And ended up misguided
So now I'm here
Stairing at the sun
And slowly dieing
I tried to be free
But now I'm here shackled
With disease and pain
Slowly going blind
And laughing maniacally
Everyone has path
That they follow
They drift
Rise
Fall
But I'm here to die quickly
To enjoy my time
Because I know
That this is all I have
There will never be a future
For me
Because all I want is to stare at the sun
Until I'm blind
Until I'm tired
Until I'm sick
And can no longer get up
Lift myself off the ground
Any longer
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