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Why

Sitting here all alone on my empty bed Wondering why life seems so hard and ruff Wish someone could tell me why all the hatred in this world today As the tears fall from my face like steady flow of a river Why oh why this is a book I've never read These are the years that's spent These are words that's never said (why is what I keep asking) Why most of my loved ones are gone above in heaven so quickly in a year And I'm still here left all alone Asking god for answers ill never know As I hear that summer rain hitting my window panes Feeling gloomy and lost many questions still yet to tell Why do I seem to use words that may cut the deepest like a knife to thee heart

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