Lie
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Poetry
Sometimes I regret what I did. Sometimes I wish it wasn't me. The life that I was given was no longer a gift. Like the after pain of a burn.
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I should be living my life like every second was my last, Not wishing it was, But when I'm with her, I forget the difference.

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