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Cruel world

By , Edenton, NC
I think to myself when will the world change when will my pain fade away why is it always it night why does always rain

I hope someday I can escape this world and all of its oppression and when you look at me I will give you a new definition of depression

Soon I give up this fight I ask myself why try. So in the attempt to make myself feel better I create an illusion. I create a lie which is I’m living a good life.





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