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Tell me why,
We continue to live.
It's easier to die,
Then deal with our sins.

Tell me why we fight,
When it's easier to sleep.
We all search for the light,
When dark is safer when it's deep.

Tell me why we smile,
When it's easier to cry.
Let's rest for a while;
It's simpler than trying to fly.

Why are you so alive,
When you've had to live?
After so long trying to survive,
I'm only tired inside.

A.T

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