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my life is filled with sorow cant wait till the day tomorrow i live my life in shame because people treat my love as it was a game i try my best to be the real me but no one knows what i see i live my life day by day hearing people say "thats life" yes, i know but it feels like a stab from a knife i cry to myself in shame and regret why do i feel this pain, thats what i dont get... why do we live like this?

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Book: Shattered Sighs