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This is just a poem, I feel like being creative.
If it weren't for you,
I'd be by myself.
Now I'll tell you what I know.
Well, what I can.
I dont know why I'm alone,
I dont know why its dark.
I do know that theres no phone,
I only remember the park.
Why am I trapped in here?
Why do I shake?
Why is there only fear?
Why can't I wake?
Is this just a dream?
Is this only make believe?
Is it what it seams?
Is it a decieve?
Now I know why I cant feel.
Now I know what to do.
Now I'll just lie still.
Now I know, I'm dead, and so are you.
If it weren't for you,
I'd be by myself.
Now I'll tell you what I know.
Well, what I can.
I dont know why I'm alone,
I dont know why its dark.
I do know that theres no phone,
I only remember the park.
Why am I trapped in here?
Why do I shake?
Why is there only fear?
Why can't I wake?
Is this just a dream?
Is this only make believe?
Is it what it seams?
Is it a decieve?
Now I know why I cant feel.
Now I know what to do.
Now I'll just lie still.
Now I know, I'm dead, and so are you.
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This is just a poem, I feel like being creative.
If it weren't for you,
I'd be by myself.
Now I'll tell you what I know.
Well, what I can.
I dont know why I'm alone,
I dont know why its dark.
I do know that theres no phone,
I only remember the park.
Why am I trapped in here?
Why do I shake?
Why is there only fear?
Why can't I wake?
Is this just a dream?
Is this only make believe?
Is it what it seams?
Is it a decieve?
Now I know why I cant feel.
Now I know what to do.
Now I'll just lie still.
Now I know, I'm dead, and so are you.
If it weren't for you,
I'd be by myself.
Now I'll tell you what I know.
Well, what I can.
I dont know why I'm alone,
I dont know why its dark.
I do know that theres no phone,
I only remember the park.
Why am I trapped in here?
Why do I shake?
Why is there only fear?
Why can't I wake?
Is this just a dream?
Is this only make believe?
Is it what it seams?
Is it a decieve?
Now I know why I cant feel.
Now I know what to do.
Now I'll just lie still.
Now I know, I'm dead, and so are you.