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lifes game...

I grip my throat to keep from exploding,
I walk away to keep from swinging,
I close my lips to keep a home,
I close my soul so I stay whole,
Shatter and shake,
and I all but break,
little do you know,
I'm almost gone,
I slowly slip away,
And still you stay,
I wish on a star,
For me to go a far,
but stars aren't true,
and nothings knew,
Its all the same,
just a different game....





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