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I'm all alone in this world I've been swirled Through many people Can't fly like an eagle. Never known praise From how I was raised. I am in pain I have nothing to gain. Why do I live? What do I give? I ask myself always I'm falling away. I have no will But I will kill. To see you live And to see you give Your life for others While I lay in a gutter. I feel no pain. There is not gain.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 3/8/2016 11:23:00 PM
Well expressed... epic and dark....Linda
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