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Finding Your Way Out of Places....

Finding your way out of places…
                    You never meant to go…                                
No, You never meant to choose that Path…
Eventually, opening your Eyes…    
Seeing the mistakes you have made…     
And Realizing…                                         The pain…
When you find the things you have…      
                   Given up…    
The things you have Destroyed...
                   The thing you just let Die…
It is Impossible to Fathom…       
                  The Devastations you feel…	  Sadly…
The Agony of realizing your own needs…
                  To try to Self-Destruct

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