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This Crule World


Maybe I'm a dreamer, Or just misunderstood, I really don't enjoy this cruel world, Maybe I'm not good enough, Or maybe you're not seeing the side of me you should, I really hate this cruel world, I know what I want, But I can't just leave, I have responsibilities, Oh I hate this cruel world, My mind is filled with depressing thoughts, I can't control my fears, I really don't enjoy this cruel world, The blood runs down my arm, Leaving scars stained red, I really wish I were dead, I hate this bastard place...
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Hollydoll1998
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