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    Deep inside there's so much pain,
    that never seems to go away.
    All this pain I've kept deep inside,
    doesn't look like it will subside.

    My love is wasted,
    and my future unpainted.
    My life is like a sad song.
    Cuz with people, I never get along.

    Mother always told me not to cry,
    but I can't help but wish I'd die.
    Sometimes someone gets to my heart,
    and after a while it's hard to part.

    My death wish will never fade away,
    but I know when I'm dead I'll just rot away.
    And for me? No one will ever pray...


    (This poem is not related to my life. It just popped into my mind. I like to write stories, so most of my work is not my reality. :P)

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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