Saturday, November 8, 2014

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Born a costar.
That's all I am.
Too quiet.
Too low.
Never to rise.

Happiness?
Too far away.
One door shut,
Maybe opens another.
Hopeless.

Try to do right.
Bad consequence still.
A face.
A tear.
I caused that.

Give up.
Give up.
I can't go on.
A light.
A smile.

Maybe I can be strong.

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