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As I lie here; alone

I wonder:

Why do I always

Search for the things

I know I am not to find?

Why do i

Try to find things

I know will bring only pain?

Losing my reasons

Yet fighting

For them any way.

Opening wounds

That I thought

Had healed long ago.

Destiny is not

Kind to me

Nor is faith.

Moving on I must

Moving forward I refuse

Yet wonder why it hurts.

Just let me go

Free me from my path

Those roads so dark.

Release me

From my doom

Let me fall where i may.

Why do I always

Search for the things

I know I am not to find?

Why do i

Try to find things

I know will bring only pain?

sorry bout the typos in this one guys!! wrote it on a iphone and autocorrect decided to have fun -.-

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