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Death of Me


In this world I only have me

No one cares if I fall off the face of the earth

They wouldnt come looking for me

Just one less person in this world

Im out in the shadows and once in a while people notice me

But no one cares

I walk through the crowds among happy people

I myself can never be happy

Im a black sheep

No one wants to be near me

The people that say they care they dont

Im just not going to be worried about them

But me myself and I for now on

Everybody isnt your friend

Rather see you fall then rise above it all

But Im done with it

Fuck you and your crew

But tonight as I cry my last tear

Im transforming into something better than ever

And no one will be able to stop me

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RachelOrtega
<p>This is powerful. I like it a lot (:</p>

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