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Gone are my days of happiness,
Gone are my days of bliss.
Now only remains my loneliness,
And days past to reminisce.

Each step that I take,
Each time I take a breath,
Each second that slips away,
Brings me closer to my death.

Of all the things I have,
I still feel so poor,
And have become more depressed
Than I have ever felt before.

What am I fighting for,
Not only what but why,
When all I am doing
Is delaying the day I die.



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