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looks up to the end less stars standing on a hill of green dew covered grass thinking about what she said....what did she say i cant remember any more.....what have i become where have i come from quesions run in and out of my head like the wind...well i never tought that in the end how amzing it feels just to live but i guse thats gone and over i wished i could have die so many times... i feel weak and shakey as blood runs down and off my cut lip i feel no pain i fight for her i know i love you and all i ever wanted was to make you smile but it turned out that i faild you all thos time you seen me cut up and beat up....my wings are broken and torn i could hardly fly but i bet if i tryed i could fly to u i wanna see u one last time b4 i end this heart

im still working on it