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it's a poetic kind
of tragedy
the timing,
the love,
the pain...

everything i looked forward to
came crashing, crashing down
with one fatal step
i was torn, torn apart

they took my wings
i can no longer fly
hell, i can barely walk
or get by

only a few weeks
of being 18
and i've already failed
and started dying.

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