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My Life

My life is a void In which nothing can fill It is so hard for me to tell If anything is real. To me I am in a nightmare From which I cannot wake Maybe death would be better Than this pain I have to take. I only go from day to day With friends who are untrue They are only users And lie is all they do. Maybe God intended For me to be alone He must have had his reasons But the purpose to me is unknown. It is hard for me to go on All I ever do is cry Because I know no one would care If I were to just die. I hope I go to Heaven When I finally do pass away It is scary to think that Hell Could be worse than this place I now stay!

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