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All I See

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I look around me, but all I see,
Are kids getting high,
Kids hoping to die...
I have no clue why,
They cry.
But if I knew why the pain in their eyes
was there, I'd try,
To turn it into hope.
But all I see are their fake smiles,
Hiding the pain in their eyes.





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