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A Flower and Me


I have these feelings as I sit in this chair I seem to keep thinking it's so unfair Afraid of all the things that are possible That being everything because nothing is impossible Loneliness when there's no one around Nothing to listen to, not even a sound As I sit here alone, I shed my tears Releasing all emotions, especially the fears Emptiness replaces them all as they slowly fade Knowing they'll return after simply being made I struggle every day with what I should do And the fight of what to say is unbearable too It's hard because of my decisions in life Even harder when I reach for the knife It's like an escape to get away from it all Suddenly it ends as I begin to fall Coming back to reality without the guilt My life resembling a flower as it begins to wilt...
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