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Do What You Will (14, June 2011)
Ruins of my life,
Lay in a box without care,
Covered in its dust.
It never comes to life.
When I leave this world,
No generation will know I've existed.
Cut me off,
And hide me away.
This life isn't the worst,
But it isn't the best.
Just a mess,
Of heart ache and despair.
Lay in a box without care,
Covered in its dust.
It never comes to life.
When I leave this world,
No generation will know I've existed.
Cut me off,
And hide me away.
This life isn't the worst,
But it isn't the best.
Just a mess,
Of heart ache and despair.
Published 30th Apr 2015
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