I find myself in dis place...of darkness. Crows r flyin abov my head...its ova shadowed by thick dark clouds nd rain alway falls...dis place is filled wit brokenes,shattered in2 pieces it cnt be whole A place wer breathin is difficult...lyin down nd closin ur eyes is da only way out Yet it causes disaster...In dis place...u cud only wish 4 gud2 cum 4rm it2 hope is nt gud enuf c fite hard,puttin ur sweat nd blood in it is doin 2 little. I work myself out of dis place. Only 2 find myself deeper in it. But therz always 1 question dat remains...why dis place?
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