Sad Reality

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Its dark
I can't see
I look around and find
A shining star
Shines so bright
I am nearly blinded by this sight

Make it stop
It hurts
Being tortured
By these burns
My face falls in harm
And my limbs are weak

I try to scream
But I'm covered by a sheet
I can't breath
It hurts
I'm in panic
I get caught for blame
Of my own suffocating

Its like every other day
But no one knows
That I'm constantly in pain

:'(

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