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But...

I feel sad but have no reason
No reason for anything at all
I am a shallow pit of nothingness
That cannot push himself any farther

I complain and whine
As dirty as swine
I try to puck up
And end up as a f*** up

You win, I lose
But many don't have to choose
On how to live
Or what they must give

To show their love
But it flies away like a dove
I want to go
So you have to know

That I am nothing
When you are something





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