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As I Leave

I can see the blood Jumping down my skin Trying to rush down To the place my brain has Asked them to flow down to A thought runs in my brain Was I the one? The only one Who lived in lie? Of truth I left no reason For the light I searched for the darkness Within the darkness And yet I was so far away I wanted Wanted so bad The world was a force And I was alone They were in for a war I had to give them something A smile from a win Or the blood of defeat They were lotus Growing in the mud But I thought they were beautiful Yet they were beautiful to those Who thought I was one of the Mud grown lotus Though they hated me They never knew the one Who grew up on the same mud They thought I was growing on There were sarcastic at times And Hippocrates the most They were the place Many used to call me When I was some one But I never knew who I was Until now Now I know who I am

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