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I was ok when I was happy
I can't remember feeling alive
I remember the pain, the tears, the blood
The knives
The innocence
The tears
The love
The fears
The want of blood
The want of fun
The want of tomorrow
The want of it all to be done
I wanted friends
I should have known
Nothing's real
I'm all alone
I've always been alone
You are born alone
You live alone
You die alone
poem by Brynn Fier
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