When thng are finally starting to look
up,something come bye and make it crash
and die,no its not a thing its a feeling
that kills everything good that happens to me,
oneby one the drop and fall,might as
well drop along. Maybe if I queit down,stay
down,and just admit that I lost the
battle and the war,and maybe the thing
or feelig that murders everything good that
happen to me,will just go away.
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