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Why?
why
should I
breathe again
when all that
I inhale is misery
why
should I
maintain my locks
to compliment you
as I stand by your right side
when your head turns left
why
should I
continue to hide
behind this counterfeit smile
when desolations cells
contaminates my blood
I stand
drenched
in the pouring rain
why?
because
the reflection
in the puddle is
beautiful and strong
the reason why I bear on
a better future awaits me…
