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Living for another day.
Every day, that my lungs breath , everyday that my eyes see, everyday that my feet walk, everyday that my mouth talks, everyday that my heart beats,
is another day, that I survive, and make myself belive.
Is another day, that i live for, another day i live, to get to my wish.
My wish- is to be free, from all the memories that haunt me,
to be free from the monster that does nothing but harm me.
Harm- Hurt, pain, lies, trying to make my eyes go blind,
torture, misary, and dis belief, is all that you put in me.
Put- inside all those things, and tell me,
can you sing? Can you breath easy?
Can you belive? Can you succed?
Succed- is the one thing that i need,
and with that comes me.
If i get free, ill get to be me,
then ill be able, to do anything.
