just-max Max Poems

When I think about my past I think about the pain that I got and the traumas that it left behind.

When I think about my past I just wanna disappear.
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When I acted like a liar, they called me a liar.
When I acted like a rich man, they started the rumor I was rich.
When I feigned indifference, they classed me as the indifferent type.
But when I inadvertently groaned because I was really in pain, they started the rumor that I was faking suffering.
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sometimes I wish I whas dead.

Sometimes I wish I jumped of a building.
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