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me

falling like the rain,
i succumb to my pain,
theres no point in fighting whats happening to me,
its just ment to be,
i pass through the days,
acting as if im okay,
but the truth is im not,
poisioned by my past,
in a vicious circl that will always last,
i no longer know who i am,
and i fear i'll never find myself again.
Written by squirrel27
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