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simple sadness
without reasons
days of hopeless
waiting. for what?
living too late
for liking love
winner of hate
there loser of
where is my end
fruit of my thoughts
my happiness
is perhaps lost?
without reasons
days of hopeless
waiting. for what?
living too late
for liking love
winner of hate
there loser of
where is my end
fruit of my thoughts
my happiness
is perhaps lost?
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just a bit of a poem. written sometime last year i think
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huh,should have called it Life. its at least how i got it,its nice