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Created on 6-16-08
I'm so sick of living
I'm so tired of breathing
everybody's retrieving
but nobody's leading
everyone's gone
nobody's left
I've got nothing but this gift
it's open and ripped
and theres nothing to lift
but this pain to retain...
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