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So here I am,
Once again,
Where I get stuck,
Now and then.

In this place,
I feel bliss,
Though it doesn't seem to be mine,
Like I don't deserve this.

I run through the halls,
looking for my way out,
I feel like the shadow,
That no one cares about.

The distant memory,
Cast out of mind,
The one that,
"friends" left behind.

The earge to go back increases,
I know that it isn't the way,
I guess it's a good thing,
She got rid of my blade.

My head is always spinning,
With words I'm to scared to say,
I wish they would kill me,
Well, they just may.

I don't really know,
What this poem is about,
Maybe just a way,
To let my emotions out.

Or perhaps,
A cry for aid,
Just one that is never heard,
An effort is never made.

That's all I guess,
I guess one of you should choose,
Life or death,
I've got everything to lose.