Sitting alone in the dark room @ the corner of my bed, does anyone care about me? does anyone know how I feel?
does anyone feel the pain I had?
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coughing through the nite of fever, I saw blood. I asking myself?
isit the end of me?
.
Time goes by every min,
I can't breath through the thin air,
seem like something was blocking my way to let me live on.
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The cramp of the nite, I struggle through with pain.
hurt my heart everytime it beats.
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From the start I am myself,
with or without,
does seem to be different.
Sitting alone in the dark room @ the corner of my bed, does anyone care about me?