sigh where doi start with this poem oi
ive done alot of things from loving to hurting
this isnt a video game its either ur dieng your ur learning
i cant do anything to stop this burning
and i cant control my yurning
ive cried too many nights
and ive said way too much
i miss the enjoyable nights
and i miss the touch
i miss the old days
why did this world change
we are dying slowly
and its easy to tell by the music w listen to and the things we say
soon from now we all are gonna stay still like stacks of hay
i brave the darkness anymore
ive failed you jesus
why did you place me as ur soldier
how dare you do this
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