The life I give

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The life I give

By: Brianna MacLean

I thought I was real,

I thought I could feel,

I thought I could look up to you,

But you teach me to steal,

I've seen all these lies,

I can only wonder why,

As I look up to the skies,

I see broken lives,

I've tried to move on,

But no one has won,

Each day I was shunned,

So I pull out this gun,

I live just to kill,

It gives me this thrill,

It helps me live,

Just like I once did,

So read this now,

As I have taken my bow,

You see I am no more,

Just another closed door,

You read my sorrow,

But it only begins tomorrow.

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