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What Do I choose


no matter how many times the pain comes

I can never run away

people don't accept the utterly broken

I'm falling for my unknown self

I'm crying in the bottom forgotten corner of my heart

I'm trying to boost my mood but I'm only falling short

I haven't even started on the worlds best part

hang on until I die

It might be soon if I start to cry

I'm hiding a part of myself from everyone else

I can't seem to turn everything around

where are the people who love me for me.

where are the people from my small town

the ones who understand

the nature that takes the pain away

the trees that suck the tears from my eyes

and the breeze that surrounds me with love

I'm trapped in a body that is hurting my spirit

I'm done

or am I?

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