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In 10 years

I hate the question where do you see yourself in 10 years

To be frank some days I don’t see myself being here

Weather I am the one to pull the trigger

Or a spare of the moment accident

is the one to cause me to take my final breath

I believe in my final breathes I could peace within myself

But there are some days

where I just want to say that only happiness will be in my life

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sad poetry

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