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Day by day,
Finding myself,
New things to do,
Things decay,
More things to mourn.
I pour my heart out,
Get shunned away,
Heart aches,
Or is that hatred,
Or even the thirst for blood?
I wonder about my life,
In denial day after day,
Decisions make me hurt,
But I have to know myself,
Or else I shall live a lie.
Possessions surround me,
Some I need,
Some I don't,
The ones I don't make me wonder,
Is this all necessary?
I love some I hate some,
Some I want to kill,
Some I want tokiss,
Others make me wonder,
Do I really know you?
But really,
Every thing isn't just white and black,
Every Rose has thorns,
All hate has love,
Maybe I was wrong about you and me.
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